I handed him the letter as I said in a low voice "Vanessa won't stop until she's destroyed everything we care about. But we can't let her win."
Michael read the letter, his expression hardening. "We won't. But we need to be strategic. If Caroline is telling the truth, she might be our best chance at uncovering Vanessa's next move."
I nodded my head, though the doubt in my heart remained. "I just hope we're not making a mistake by trusting her."
Michael placed a reassuring hand on my back. "We'll be careful. But right now, we need all the help we can get."
The following morning, the tension lingered like a heavy fog. Breakfast was a bit too quiet and chocking with silence, the air thick with unspoken words. Caroline avoided my gaze, while Michael kept a close eye on both of us, his protective instincts on high alert.
