chapter 53

Jenna’s P.O.V.

I sat on the edge of my hotel bed, my fingers anxiously tapping the smooth mahogany surface of the nightstand. The room cast long shadows that danced across the cream-colored walls. I had spent my entire day at Anderson’s Construction, immersed in a whirlwind of meetings and site inspections. Now, all I wanted was to escape the sterile office atmosphere and the weight of responsibilities that came with it.

My eyes darted to the clock hanging on the wall. Adam was running late. He had promised to pick me up from the hotel once I was done with work. I reached for my phone, tempted to call him, but hesitated. Maybe he was caught in traffic, or perhaps he was just held up at school. I didn’t want to add to his stress, not today.

With a sigh, I gazed out of the window at the small town below. The view offered me some solace, a distraction from the thoughts that gnawed at me. I couldn’t escape the feeling of unease that