Ellie’s POV.
As soon as I received Lavinia’s message with the salon address, I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed my purse, checked my phone again, and left the hotel. I looked over my shoulder as I stepped outside, alert to everything around me because lately, going anywhere made me cautious. You never know who’s watching.
I made my way to the parking lot and slid into my car. It wasn’t far, just a thirty-minute drive. Still, the road felt longer than usual, maybe because my mind wouldn’t stop running in circles. I kept thinking about everything, and the way I’d been feeling so hollow.
When I finally arrived at the salon, it looked like a quiet, tucked-away place. The kind of place that felt almost hidden. I stepped inside, the scent of essential oils immediately calming something inside
