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Quincy mentioned there was trouble at work, so naturally, Lydia asked a few questions. But he didn't want to say much, leaving her no choice but to let it go. "Alright, just come home soon," she finally said.

After they hung up, there was a knock at the door, followed by the concerned voice of the housekeeper.

"Ma'am, I've made some chicken soup. Would you like some?"

Lydia opened the door and let her in to set the soup on the table. The housekeeper was about to leave, but she hesitated, as if she had something on her mind. "What is it, Mrs. Clinton?" Lydia asked.

Mrs. Clinton hesitated for a moment before replying, "A man called earlier. When I asked who he was, he hung up right away."

"Maybe he dialed the wrong number?"

"That's what I thought too. But he called several times," she said, looking at Lydia with uncertainty. "I thought he might be trying to reach someone."

Quincy hadn't come home yet, and aside from Mrs. Clinton, she was the only one in

be looking for her? But how would anyone know the

expression darkened. Just thinking about him put

In fact, just unplug the phone,"

that still required a cord. Unplugging it would stop the calls entirely.

and before long, she drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, she stirred, feeling a faint tickling sensation. When she opened her eyes, the soft light from earlier

a hand lightly brushing against her. The moment she fully

and spoke in a groggy voice, "Quincy? Why didn't you wake me when you

to disturb you," Quincy replied softly. "I didn't think I'd end up waking you

position, resting her head on his lap. Quincy gently helped her get more comfortable, and they sat quietly together for a

the faint scent of Quincy's presence surrounding her, Lydia felt an overwhelming sense of peace. After some time, she broke the silence. "How's the situation with the

and we've issued a statement explaining the photos were