Adriana’s mind raced as she and Marco made their way toward the upper floor. The officer’s words echoed in her mind, each one carrying an ominous weight. A woman from her past? The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she tried to place the connection, but nothing about it made sense. She’d spent years building a life of security and routine, keeping the ghosts of her past at bay—until now.
They reached the top of the stairs, and Marco held up a hand, signaling for her to stop. His sharp gaze flicked to a room at the far end of the hallway, where the shadows seemed to stretch unnaturally long. Adriana’s heart thundered in her chest. It was there, in that room, that the unknown woman waited, and with her, answers that Adriana feared would shatter everything she thought she knew about
