Early the next morning, Briana was awakened by a murmur of voices outside her window. The neighbors seemed to be in a serious discussion, as if something significant was at stake.
After getting up, she joined those middle-aged women's gossip.
"What's going on?" she inquired.
One of the group, Evelyn Green, whispered, "Heard a developer is planning to buy out this area to build a resort hotel."
Another lady added, "What? We had never heard about it before. Where will we move to if this place gets demolished?"
"That's a problem. The air is fresh here, and the environment is nice. I don't want to leave."
Listening to them, Briana realized something crucial.
She thought she understood why Scott had come last night.
He indeed hadn't planned on letting her off.
With a tight press of her
