Rosa sat across from me in the sunlight-filled room, her face a mix of determination and concern.
I couldn't stop pacing not even if I wanted to and my legs were getting tired but what was on my mind was enough to make me forget about any other thing.
My mind was an endless loop of Bruno's cryptic words about deja vu, my half-sister, and Adrian's possible connection to her disappearance.
My gut told me that we were onto something, but every step forward felt like stepping into quicksand.
"Maria," Rosa said firmly, cutting through the storm of my thoughts. "We can't keep going in circles like this. You need to decide what to do."
I stopped pacing and turned to her.
"What am I supposed to do, Rosa? Sneak around like we did back at the Alfonzo mansion? That got us nowhere—worse than nowhere."
Rosa folded her arms and leaned back slightly, her gaze steady.
