Chapter 106

Aisha's POV Lisa loved attention. She basked in it. That's why it was strange she hadn't come back to stir up more chaos. No calls. No messages. Not even a stupid selfie to prove she was still alive and smirking somewhere. And honestly? I wasn't scared she was hurt. That would've made me soft. I was scared she'd talk. Because Lisa knew things, real things. About me. About what I could do. She had been too close for too long, and I had let her in back when I still thought love meant loyalty. And now? Now she was a loaded gun pointed straight at my life. It had been three days. I sighed and stared at my phone for what had to be the tenth time in an hour. Still nothing. Not even a ghost notification to fool me. Just silence. "I should call him," I muttered, pushing away from the bed and pacing the floor. Simon. My mate. If anyone could help me make sense of this, it was him. He didn't flinch in chaos. He was my calm. I hit his name and lifted the phone to my ear. It rang twice, then a thi