Chapter 86

Dylan's Point Of View

The doubts swirled within me like a tempestuous storm, each thought crashing against the shores of my consciousness. Danciana's suspicions about Aurelia being alive gnawed at me, echoing the very uncertainties I had been grappling with. Could it be true? Could Aurelia really have survived? And if so, was my own mother, Genevieve, concealing this knowledge from me?

As I navigated the winding road, the tension within me was palpable. My grip on the steering wheel tightened with every passing moment, my mind replaying Danciana's words over and over again. She had mentioned the possibility of my mother's involvement in this enigmatic scenario. But how could I fathom such a revelation? My own mother, who had tearfully informed me of Aurelia's demise, now potentially keeping her existence hidden?

The ache in my chest intensified as I trailed my mother's car discreetly, my heart pounding like a drum against my ribcage. And then, a jolt of panic struck me as the traffic