#Chapter 65-Aftershocks

Evelyn's POV I still don’t know what happened. One minute I was walking to the bathroom after Sebastian’s race. The next I’m being slammed up against the right wall of a foreign car with Sebastian going a million miles a minute. “Someone took you just to get to me,” he’d said once we returned to his truck and abandoned the car we both were afraid of. “I don’t remember anything,” I swore to him. “I don’t even know how long I was out.” But the problem is, I’m still getting those text messages. No matter how many times I block the numbers, a new one appears shortly after. “No way you’re getting rid of us that easily,” another text says after blocking another number. I’m still shaken up about the whole ordeal, and I can tell Sebastian feels the same. He looks so on edge, always checking over his shoulder and refusing to let me leave his side when we’re together. “You’ve been acting weird,” Olivia says to me a few days later. I’m sitting in my bed typing a paper, but my