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.

Alyssa remained vigilant as she entered the

adorned with colorful paintings

with care, creating a warm

"Hi, miss.

Are you Ms.

caregiver approached

Alyssa furrowed her brows.

do you know me?"

of our largest investors, showed me a photo

asked me to wait for your arrival and bring you to someone, " the caregiver

am I supposed

mother." Alyssa's pupils

"Mr.

you haven't seen

a

much and has lots

Alyssa to the back garden, where two graceful white swans glided across the mirror-like

wheelchair by

It was Lily.