Felicity
“Miss Felicity Edwards?” I nod yes at the delivery man, peeking around the imposing figure that is my bodyguard. “I have a letter for you. It requires your signature.”
I sign his tablet and he hands me the thick brown envelope. No return address but the printed label appears very official. It's extremely heavy and I wonder what this is. Can't be school related information. I won't get to graduate until next spring if I'm lucky and hold everything together until then.
Packages still arrive every week. At this point, I let Granny open any boxes that show up with my name on them. It's easier that way.
Rhonda, the bodyguard Ryker hired, holds open the door for me as she watches the delivery van leave. She's stern and extremely alert but doesn't talk much. Ryker thought it would b
