As Grace stepped into the sanctuary of her bedroom, a heavy sigh escaped her lips, her chest constricted with the weight of her worries and insecurities. Closing the door behind her with a soft click, she leaned against it for support, her body trembling with the strain of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her.
"No, no, this can't be happening," Grace murmured to herself, her voice barely above a whisper as she clung to the fragile threads of denial. She couldn't bear to accept the reality of Olivia's presence, the threat it posed to the life she had painstakingly constructed.
With trembling hands, Grace reached up to press against her temples, as if hoping to dispel the swirling storm of emotions that raged within her mind. But try as she might, she couldn't escape the gnawing sense of unease that coiled in the pit of her stomach.
