Matthew would investigate the whole thing sooner or later.

“Before I got out of the taxi, the driver had a message for you.

He said he’s back and that you won’t have peace anymore.

Matthew’s demeanor shifted to one of seriousness.

“Did you see what he looked like?”

She shook her head.

“He wore a cap.

I couldn’t see his face clearly.

But I tried to sketch him from what I remember.

over the drawing she

voice was hoarse, like

a sense of recognition flashing

murmured, his mind racing

sensing the gravity of the

ventured to

Matthew carefully stored the

it

nodded, her face etched with

her that Matthew didn’t know who the

facing an unseen enemy weighed

Stella’s internal turmoil, gently rubbed her

just relieved

I drive you myself from now

torn between her independence

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