New York, Mia

As soon as I hung up with Sebastian, I felt a wave of confusion wash over me. His call had left me with more questions than answers. He had urged me to get ready because he was on his way to pick me up, and when I pressed for details, all he had said was that Patrick had called him, emphasizing the urgency of our visit. My mind raced with possibilities, and my heart pounded in my chest.

With a sense of trepidation, I decided to heed Sebastian’s advice. I hurriedly took a quick shower, hastily bundling my damp hair into a bun, and opted for a...