*Luna*
I stared at Brody silently, my mind whirling with conflicting thoughts and emotions. On the other hand, he was engrossed in his phone, searching for an apartment in my city, humming as if it were ordinary conversation. His suggestion had left me speechless, my brain struggling to process the implications of his proposal.
Back home.
Brody suggested going home, going to the police, and telling some story about what happened to me and how I miraculously survived. He said the more corny and straightforward it was, the more believable it would be. He also suggested helping him fabricate medical records, for which he had already paid an enormous amount. The reason he offered such a sudden twist made me question Natalie's sanity and her possible cooperation in the case.
We are still w
