The Mysterious CEO
her side. Her mother, weak but determined
nd travel to check on you more often,
h love, locked onto hers. "I'll be fine,
tears. "I am going to miss you, Anna, but ple
ter, feeling excited and at the same time gu
at the only home she had ever known. All the memori
and suitcase. As the train arrived, She took a deep
ed with laughter and memories. The town's shops where she once shopped, the park where she played as a ch
ns of excitement for the unknown and sadn
s. Anna took a deep breath, letting the
ay ahead? Would she find success, happiness,
rain carried her farther from h
ry and tall buildings of Chicago; Anna couldn't help but stare out the train w
e gathered her belongings an
tood still, absorbing the vibrant at
soaring ceiling, the intricate mouldings, and the gleaming
itement and nervousness. Anna felt the weight of her deci
name snapped he
nn
smile. Her friend waved excitedly, hold
aimed, sweeping he
replaced by gratitude. "Th
se. "Let's get you home.
itement and catching up on lost time. Anna's e
. "Make yourself at home. Freshen up as I fix for you
eling fresh and energized and c
e they sat on the couch with cups of steaming coffee, talking long into the night. Their conve
hone buzzed on the coffee table. Emily's apartment was warm and
is. It could be urgent," Anna s
etching her legs on th
oft. "Mum, I'm so sorry; I
we were worried sick! You said you'd call when you
you. It's so late... I was going to call fi
How was your trip?" Her mothe
ily's amazing for lett
ily for us, please. We're grat
led and waved. "I will, Mum. D
all, Anna felt a mix
Emily asked, notici
ce my phone died. Thanks for letting m
Anytime, Anna.
left a part of herself behind. Her mother's health, her sister's well-being, and the m
. Their last meeting had ended in frustration, with Alex refusing to share any information, citing fears for their safety. But Anna w
d confront him. She was determined to uncover
with thoughts of Alex and her father's death. She walked along the shores
se of determination wash over her. She was ready to face what
rching for Alex's contact information. She was determined to
ontact information. She tried calling his phone, but it went straigh
hing over her. She had once seen an article written by her father, published in t
ned attentively, nodding along. "I'm afraid Alex no longer works here," she said. "He
une would hold the key to finding Alex. She thanked t
ead, but every door she opened led to a dead-end. Eventually, Anna made the difficult decision to give up
elt a sense of restlessness, a nagging feeling that she was meant to unco
rsuit of the truth about her father's tragic d