Braelyn's POV
The car merged smoothly onto the main road, blending into late afternoon traffic as if nothing unusual had happened. My pulse was still hammering in my ears, every passing second feeling like borrowed time.
I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. It was the craziest thing ever. I knew exactly where I was running to. A city dad mentioned in the past where he and mum meant. My gaze fell on the rare mirror locking eyes with Adrien. He was Genny's little brother a few years younger than her around 23 years old.
Adrien glanced back at me from the passenger seat. "Check the handbag beside you," he said calmly.
