Chapter 88

As I made my way through the quiet, shadowy streets, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. There were a lot of things that were weighing on my chest, like what would happen to me? What would Sara do, she was strong. I knew that, but she was still alone. And how scared a lonely person could get, I could understand that well. I once was that person. The air was heavy, thick with tension, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was walking straight into a trap. But I had no choice. I needed answers, and Ryan was the only one who could give them to me. When I reached the abandoned warehouse where we agreed to meet, I hesitated at the door. For a split second, doubt clawed at me. What if Sara was right? What if this was all a setup? But I pushed the thought aside and stepped inside. In the eerie silence, Ryan was present, standing near a broken window, his silhouette framed by the faint moonlight. He turned when he heard me approach, his expression guarded. "You came," he said, his vo