Kyra's POV
The anonymous message had me thinking hard about the sender. Even before all this mess started, there was only one person who truly helped me during the critical moments in my life. She made me realize what was wrong. She silently cared. She secretly helped. I could only think of one person who would send me such a message.
While unpacking, I ordered some food for lunch. I waited for only 15 minutes before someone rang the doorbell. The man, wearing a delivery uniform and carrying the food I ordered, shocked me. I didn't expect to see him again, and I could see he was just as shocked after recognizing me.
"M-Miss Kyra…"
I looked outside to check if anyone saw him. When I saw no one, I grabbed his arm and immediately locked the door behind him.
"Luke!"
He stared at my fac
