SCARLETT ROSE
I wake to the sound of an engine tearing through the silence of the night, and for a second, I think I'm dreaming.
But the noise is real, steady, and constant.
My heart races.
Someone is approaching the mansion.
I sit up quickly in bed, my senses alert, and reality hits me: no one should be here.
This is Kieran's secluded property.
"Kieran?", I murmur, with a hint of hope.
I get up and go to the window, my gaze fixed on the distant gate.
The initial tranquility dissolves when I realize the car stopping in front of the house isn't his.
Disappointment quickly turns into apprehension.
Who would come here in the middle of the night?
I watch the car while my heart pounds.
Uncertainty grows, and a wave of unease takes over me.
I walk to the front door and check if it'
