Chapter 122

• Vanessa’s POV
• As I unpacked my belongings in the sparsely furnished apartment, a lingering unease settled in the pit of my stomach. It felt like a leap, a sudden jolt that had caught me off guard, but I brushed it off as nothing more than jet lag from the long flight. Focusing on the task at hand, I methodically arranged my few possessions in the unfamiliar space, trying to create some semblance of order amid the chaos of my thoughts. Yet, no matter how I tried to distract myself, the nagging feeling of disquiet remained, a persistent whisper at the edge of my consciousness.
• I pushed aside the intrusive thoughts, attributing the strange sensation to fatigue and the stress of recent events. After all, there were more pressing matters at hand than indulging in unfounded paranoia. But deep down, beneath the layers of rationalization, a seed of doubt had been planted, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Ignoring the gnawing sense of unease, I resolved to focus on the tasks ahead, determined to keep moving forward despite the uncertainty that lingered in the air.