As I returned home, I was lost in thoughts of what happened earlier. How could Victor—my uncle—had orchestrated all of this? I found it to believe. Could someone who shared my blood truly be capable of trying to kill Eleanor? I finally fall into a deep sleep.
When I finally woken. I blinked at the clock, realizing I had slept far longer than I intended. Not that it mattered to me, it was the weekend, after all.
Just as I sat up, my phone started ringing. I glanced at the screen, and I was surprised. It's from Delilah? I quickly answered, could it be something happened.
"Delilah?" I called out immediately I pick the call.
"Ryder, you sound like you just woke up." She said.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"No, nothing like that," she replied to me. "I just wanted to know if you’re plann
