Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa, with a fiery gaze, stared straight at the seemingly endless road ahead of her.

She followed the GPS route and drove herself in the black car toward Rose Nursing Home.

She had also switched her phone off per Jameson's instruction.

She knew Miley would soon realize her absence from the presidential office and would undoubtedly launch a city-wide search.

She would also track the location of her phone.

Green flashes blurred past the window as she sped along.

The steering wheel was gripped tightly in her hands, her brow furrowed in concentration.

An hour later, her car glided to a stop in the flower-filled courtyard of the nursing home.

Cautiously, Alyssa stepped out and surveyed her surroundings.

To her surprise, the home seemed to operate normally.

Cars belonging to visitors filled the courtyard, and people moved about with ease.

vigilant as she entered the

lit hall was adorned with colorful paintings and vibrant

care, creating a warm and peaceful

"Hi, miss.

Are you Ms.

caregiver

Alyssa furrowed her brows.

you know

one of our largest investors, showed me

arrival and

I supposed to meet?"

Alyssa's

"Mr.

said you haven't seen

in a

and has lots to tell

to the back garden, where two

in a wheelchair by the lake, with their back turned

It was Lily.