Love At First Sight

Confronting the Shadow

Emma revirou between noite or sono lhe escape The unknown number's mysterious message repeated in his mind: We need to talk. See you tomorrow at 10:00 a.m. for coffee. Don't wait. You feel like a victim. It was as if she were blind to the praise that drove her to uncertainty. A stranger drinking coffee or a black-eyed man to a woman growling - they surprise their minds. What are they? So why did she feel that their existence was more than just a coincidence?

As for Manha, she is more exhausted and determined. She couldn't ignore the message. Don't you know what happened? But first, she had to prepare mentally. Emma stopped in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection. As olheiras sobbed seus olhos uncertainty em seu olhar — ela mal reconheja mais.

“I can hardly breathe,” she whispered, holding the edge of the braid. "Bad sound beats isso"

When the clock struck 9:30, she put on her coat and left the apartment. My heart pounded with every step I took towards the coffee shop. The streets seemed quieter than usual. The mysterious, incongruous silence She went to the coffee shop ten minutes later. Nervously surveying the room as she entered. Or the familiar warm scent of Enchia or Ar plus coffee or the comfort that Traxia normally lacks.

She felt like she was lost in the window. Her eyes scanned every few seconds. Time passed and her anxiety increased. What will it appear? Will those strangers do it again?

Emma's bat bag and breath caught in her throat when the woman who grunted from the night before entered. Her fiery hair glistened under the cafe lights as she walked towards Emma's table.

“Is it Emma?” the woman asked in a cold but not cruel tone. She felt an unexpected invitation. Her piercing green eyes studied Emma intently.

“Yes?” Emma asked, her voice more steady than she felt inside. She doesn't want to show me. Embora ran her own way.

One woman steps back and crosses her arms. “My name is Isla. I know you're confused. Believe me more accurately, things happen around you that you don't fully understand.”

Emma Franziu Testa, her discomfort increased, “Of what? Then why did you and that man follow me?

Isla Face paused. Her expression softened slightly. “We are not following you to bias him. We ensure that the sound is safe.

insurance? The words soou tão vazia especially from strangers “Protect from what?” Emma asked, her voice rising. “Or what happened?”

Hang around the coffee shop before entering. “You are being watched, Emma, by people more dangerous than you think. Last night was just the beginning.”

Emma's stomach changed. Her flesh deepened, “Why help?”

hesitou island when you choose these words carefully “Let's say someone is interested in their relationship. Especially with Liam and Noah.”

When talking about her name Emma's heart was pounding. “Liam? Noah? What do they have to do with this?

a short silence followed before Isla spoke again. “The two are tied to something bigger than you can imagine. You are locked inside me.”

Emma nodded her head. It felt like she was being dragged into a nightmare she didn't register for. "I do not understand What are you talking about? They just... An ordinary face

Isla's lips formed a thin line. “They may seem like that to you. But there is more, more, more stories about them.”

To Emma's heart, the shotu goes back in time to his time with the two men back: Noah's constant presence in his life. unwavering loyalty and Liam's mystery and passion Could they really be hiding something from her?

Before you ask any more. Isla reached for her robe and tossed the envelope and slid it onto the table. “It's wrong to explain everything. Read more on Estiver Sosinho and how he doesn't trust anyone.

Emma looked for the envelope and stuck her large hand over it. It was terrible, heavier than she expected. His heart pounded in his chest.

“Why are you helping me?” Emma asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Isla narrowed her eyes. And for the first time, Emma saw a glimmer of something human behind her sharp exterior. something like kindness "Because I know what it's like to be in your position," she said calmly. “The prisoner search between the person you love and the truth you are not about to face.”

Before Emma could answer Isla stood up and looked around. cafe for the last time “Be careful, Ema.” Those watching over you will not hesitate to make you disappear if you go too far with the truth.”

With that, Isla turned and left. Leaving Emma comfortable with the envelope and a feeling of relief in her stomach, she loved him, her mind turned to questions. Or is there something inside? And how could she trust anyone? When everything around her seemed to be collapsing?

Flashback:

Emma's thoughts drifted back to the conversation she had with Noah all those years ago. After her first big upset She cried and Noah hugged her. Promising that you will never grow old again.

“You are safe with me,” he said. “I will always protect you no matter what.”

Ela has certified you. But now, with him gone, she couldn't help but wonder if Noah was protecting her from something more dangerous than a broken heart?

Return to the present:

Emma quickly paid for the coffee and ran out of the cafeteria and forcefully seized the envelope. She stayed at home precisely and kept a careless face for a long time. As she drives fast Her phone rang again. It was a message from Liam.

Liam: Hey, right? There was no news of him from eleven o'clock until night.

Emma's fingers flicked on the cloth. Or what can she say? That his life was out of control? That she was being watched? What she didn't know but could she trust him or Noah?

Instead, she sent a short reply. Let's go digital instead: I'm fine. We'd love to talk later.

At the door of the yard's apartment when she entered, locking herself behind her, she sat on a beira da cama, looking for an envelope. Part of me wanted to open it immediately to finally get an answer. But the rest of you were afraid of what you might find.

Take a deep breath. She carefully opened the envelope and pulled out a thick pile of papers. The first page had a letter. And when she began to read Her hands were trembling.

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