Elena's POV

The Thug

Before I could finish getting dressed, I glanced at the clock and realized I was running late. Immediately, panic surged through me as I rushed to complete my morning routine. I quickly rushed to the kitchen to make my usual morning coffee, but mom already had it done, I was so glad, that I took it and gulped it, I had no time to sip and enjoy it, coming out, I found my mom in the living room, her gaze fixed on me in a rather unsettling way. It was as though she had been lost in some distant thoughts.

"Mom!" I called her, and she...