DRAVEN'S POV
I stood by and watched Vera leave, flanked by a couple of guards. I could see her shoulders were visibly tensed and her expression showed how stressed she was. But it was the fear in her eyes that had me worried. It wasn’t like her to show hesitation when pursuing answers, but I guess this one felt different. It wasn’t just about Anton or her family tree anymore—there was something else looming in the shadows and whatever it was was really getting to her. I could only hope this doesn't end up affecting her mental health in any way.
I sighed heavily, shoving my phone into my pocket as I turned toward the garage. My meeting couldn’t be delayed any longer. Even though every fiber of my being screamed at me to stay to make sure that she was okay, I knew it was time to leave.
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