That afternoon, the news I had been waiting for finally arrived. A bodyguard entered my room with a serious expression, delivering the words that made my chest loosen with relief.
“Marco has been rescued, Miss. He’s in the hospital now.”
It felt like a huge weight had finally been lifted off my chest. My heart felt a little lighter, even though there were still so many uncertainties. Brigitte, who had been keeping me company earlier, had left about half an hour ago, probably on her own errands. I wanted to thank her, but it seemed like she preferred to leave without an emotional farewell.
The bodyguard looked at me for a moment before offering, “Would you like me to take you to the hospital?”
I nodded quickly. “Please.”
My steps felt lighter as I walked out of the house, as if the bur
