Delia sat quietly for a moment after her father left, her mind swirling with thoughts and a faint flicker of resolve. The rain tapping softly against the window created a gentle rhythm, almost like a heartbeat echoing her own. She took a deep breath, feeling the weight of everything she’d just processed—the appointment, the cryptic messages, the tangled mess of her life back in England. But beneath it all, a spark of determination was beginning to ignite.
Her gaze drifted to her phone, still resting on the nightstand. The message from the mysterious sender lingered in her mind—“You’re not alone in this. I’m watching out for you.” Who could it be? Was it someone genuinely trying to help, or another threat lurking in the shadows? She couldn’t quite tell. But one thing was clear: she couldn’
