Fifty One

Leah’s POV

As I sit in the car, my mind starts racing with a mix of emotions and questions. The encounter with Sandra has stirred up a whirlwind of memories, forgiveness, and the possibility of a renewed friendship. But the mention of Kendra's name and Sandra's unease ignite a sense of foreboding within me. As the car drives away, I can't shake the feeling that darkness is closing in on me once again.

Dave wears a grave expression. "Mrs. Kings. we have to go now," he urges, his voice laced with concern.

I nod, my thoughts momentarily silenced by the urgency in Dave's voice. The car accelerates, leaving behind the fleeting safety I had briefly felt in the company of Sandra. My phone buzzes again, signaling another message.

Should I look at it now or wait until we reach a safer place?

Curiosity gets the better of me, and I unlock my phone to read the message. It is another anonymous threat, chillingly reminding me that danger still lurks in the shadows if I stay by Xavier's side.

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