Riley's POV

Just then, someone grabs me from behind so suddenly that I stumble back, my heel scraping the stone floor as my heart jumps straight into my throat.

“What the hell—” I snap, spinning around instantly, my hands already coming up in defense.

I freeze.

She’s standing right there, blocking my path like she owns the ground beneath her feet. Her lips are curved into that same slow, mocking smirk I remember too well, the one that always makes my skin crawl.

Daphne.

“Well,” she drawls, her eyes dragging over me from head to toe in an unapologetic way, “what a surprise.”

My breath tightens but I refuse to...