OLIVIA’S POV
The car Jaden sent was nothing like any car I had ever sat in.
Black. Spotless. The kind of vehicle that made other cars on the road look like they were trying too hard. The driver opened the door for me without a word, loaded my three boxes into the boot with the help of another man I did not see arrive, and closed everything shut with a quiet precision that made my chest feel tight for reasons I could not explain.
Three boxes.
That was all I was bringing into this new life.
The drive took just over an hour. I spent most of it with my hands folded in my lap watching the city change outside the window. The streets got wider. The buildings got taller and further apart. The trees looked deliberately placed. Everything out here felt like it had been arranged by someone who
