CHAPTER 87

CHARLOTTE'S POV

The moment I heard Owen's car drive out of the house, I sprung out of bed and went to the couch. I wasn't done with my research yet.

I took my phone and dialed a number as I waited for the receiver to pick up. After a few rings, he picked up and I cleared my throat.

“Should I be scared that you know a lot of things? If I didn't know you, I'd say you were stalking us.” I said as I placed the phone on the table and turned on the laptop.

He let out a low, dark chuckle and I shuddered. If I hadn't seen his face that day, I would have never believed that he was the one. He seemed scarier than Michael.

“I was expecting words of praise and gratitude. But what I get is that I'm a stalker? Very nice.” He replied and I rolled my eyes.

“You can't blame me. In every way, you are very creepy. How did you know we were awake at that time? Did you set a camera up in our room?” I asked in an accusing tone and he let out a scoff of disbelief.

“Oh well, I'm offended. I have my ways