The wind was blowing quite strong this morning. The cool, fresh air caressed Nora's face, who stood at the door, waving at Stela and Roger, loading the last of their belongings into the car. The smile on Stela's face looked a little forced. Although she had agreed to this vacation plan, there was something she couldn't ignore: a feeling of worry that choked her chest. Stela hadn't felt at ease since the incident at the wedding, where Nora was almost kidnapped.
She was petrified despite Roger's attempts to calm her down. Roger told her there was danger, but he was still trying to figure out the line. He didn't want to be labelled paranoid. Instead, he seemed to underestimate Brandon, who had repeatedly said he would add security to guard Nora.
"Take care of yourselves. If there's anything
