“I am fine. Please tell me what’s going on,” I say and he sighs. “A woman came into the store and ordered a pizza for delivery. She paid in advance and gave him a very generous tip. This is the note she left.” Matthew says and hands me a piece of paper.
The note read, ‘Your studies are important, but so is your health. Take a break, and enjoy your dinner. I hope my son is treating you well. I can’t wait to meet you in person. You are quite a beauty, but I have to check if you are worthy of my Matthew first.’ It wasn't signed, but I think we both know who wrote it.
“So Emma is really alive,” I say. “I can't think of anyone else that would say that,” he says and pulls me into his arms again. “So what do we do now? She obviously knows where we live, so she is close by and has been watching
