#Chapter 52: Locked Down

Agnes As soon as I saw that headline, I practically bolted out of bed and ran straight to Elijah. I found him in the living room, his tie loose and his feet kicked up on the ottoman with a book open in his lap. I shoved the phone in his face without preamble. “Look at this.” He frowned, leaning closer. My hand shook as he read the headline, then saw the grainy photographs; one from our kiss in the restaurant, and then another from the airplane. The narrative was clear enough without me having to explain it to Elijah. Elijah sighed heavily and shook his head. His fingers plucked the phone from my hands. “You shouldn’t waste your time with this garbage,” he said calmly and smoothly. “Wait, what are you doing?” I asked, watching as he scrolled to the settings menu on my phone. “Deleting your news app,” he replied, his voice maddeningly calm. “You can’t just delete my app!” I protested, lunging to grab the phone back. But he held my phone out