Chapter 4: Buried Truths
I sat in the hospital corridor, my mind drifting back to that moment outside the restaurant. That man—why did he seem so hauntingly familiar? His presence had stirred something deep within me, a connection I couldn't explain.
His impeccable attire and commanding presence certainly didn't mark him as ordinary. Could he possibly be Vivian's father? The thought made my stomach tighten inexplicably.
Questions swirled through my mind like autumn leaves caught in a gust, so consuming that I barely registered Cedric's concerned voice beside me.
"Serena!" His voice suddenly rose, snapping me back to reality.
"What? Is it Rancy? Has she woken up?" I jumped to my feet, glancing anxiously toward my daughter's room. She remained motionless on the bed, her smal
