H A I L E Y
The drive back to the house was a tense, silent affair. Carlos didn't say a word, his expression stoic, his focus on the road ahead.
I was trying to remain calm, to stay rational, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me.
Tricia was dangerous. Her motives unclear. And I didn't want to find out what those motives were.
When we finally arrived at the house, I took a deep breath, steadying myself before exiting the car.
"I'll be right here," Carlos said, his voice a quiet, reassuring presence. "If you need me, Luna."
"Thank you," I replied, a small, grateful smile on my lips.
He nodded and got out of the car, following a few steps behind me as we approached the front door.
I took another deep breath, my hand shaking slightly as I turned the doork
