Chapter 88: Note In My Wardrobe, Skeletons In His Closet

Sapphire's POV

We'd gotten off the ferris wheel and we were on our way to our ride when I brought up the topic. I fumbled in my purse, my fingers brushing past my phone, a pack of gum and finally landing on the crumpled piece of paper that had been haunting my thoughts ever since I found it this morning. I pulled it out and slowly unfolded it. I felt Eric's eyes watching me intently, curious to know what I was about to show him. I peered at him and hesitated for a moment, taking in a deep breath.

There was something about the whole thing that felt off. The fact that someone would go through the trouble of leaving such a note in my wardrobe of all places was really mind–boggling. Who could've done such a thing? Obviously someone who had access to our bedroom. And why now? The timing couldn't be more suspicious.

Eric and I were finally getting back to a good place and then this. It was like someone, somewhere, didn't want us to be happy. And that someone has got something on Eric. I was