Chapter 122

Vanessa’s POV As I unpacked my belongings in the sparsely furnished apartment, a lingering unease settled in the pit of my stomach. It felt like a leap, a sudden jolt that had caught me off guard, but I brushed it off as nothing more than jet lag from the long flight. Focusing on the task at hand, I methodically arranged my few possessions in the unfamiliar space, trying to create some semblance of order amid the chaos of my thoughts. Yet, no matter how I tried to distract myself, the nagging feeling of disquiet remained, a persistent whisper at the edge of my consciousness.