Chapter 45 The Man She Left Behind

• The sunlight filtered gently through the window, but it brought no warmth.
• Elena sat motionless at her kitchen table, both hands wrapped around a cooling mug of coffee she hadn’t tasted. The steam had long vanished. Her eyes were fixed on a spot in the distance, but her mind was spinning faster and faster, like a carousel she couldn’t get off.
• She had barely spoken after leaving the school the day before.