Serena's POV.

"Holy shit," I breathed out, my mind racing.

Ross and Richard noticed my reaction, asking in unison, "Are you okay?" I forced a nod, trying to compose myself, but my eyes darted back to the phone, my mind reeling with questions and fears.

I was far from okay.

My hands trembled as I checked the profile, but the comment was anonymous. No way to identify the person behind it.

I groaned, dropping my phone on the desk and rubbing my forehead. This was getting complicated, especially since Richard wasn't online to discuss it with.

The comment's detail about my mum's clothes sent a chill down my spine. It...