Los Angeles, Mia

I woke up when the sun kissed my face, its gentle warmth seeping through the curtains and coaxing me from slumber. Last night had been anything but restful; my mind was plagued by thoughts of the ominous letter that had arrived at our doorstep. It was a chilling, unsettling message, made all the more disturbing by the fact that the sender seemed to possess intimate knowledge of Sebastian’s new address.

As I lay there, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach. Sebastian and I had spent hours speculating about who could be behind the letter, running through a...