Chapter 75: Noah

The harsh sound of my knock echoed off the high ceilings of the hallway as I rapped on the door before me. The place was nicer than I’d expected. 

I shifted from foot to foot, my hand balling into a fist to rap on the door again. This time, my knock was louder, almost desperate. I couldn’t help it; I needed to see her, to explain everything.

The door swung open, and Killian stood on the other side, my eyes widening as recognition dawned on me. The look he was giving me, though, spoke volumes of how he’d enjoy beating me within an inch of my life. 

If it had to come down to it, I knew I’d let him do it. I deserved far more than a physical beating for my mistakes. He didn’t say a word, just raised an eyebrow at me. I tried to peer around him, my neck craning in the hopes of just a glimpse of Madison inside. But the apartment swallowed my hopes with its silence.

“She’s not here,” Killian said, his voice flat.