Mia
I told my father I needed to pick up a few important things, keeping my tone as casual as I could manage despite the storm still building inside me. He didn’t question it too deeply, only reminded me to be careful before letting me leave.
But I wasn’t in the mood for caution anymore.
Not after what I had just seen.
Not after that letter.
By the time I reached Pinnacle Hotel, my mood was already ruined even further with exaggerated thoughts.
I made my way inside and followed the room number he had sent without hesitation, my steps steady even though my thoughts were anything but.
When I opened the door, I found him already there.
Jesse.
He didn’t waste time with greetings. He simply handed me a set of printed photos, his expression as unreadable as ever.
I took them slowly, m
