As I stood there, the room around me spun, the walls closing in. I rushed to find Jordan, my heart pounding against my chest. He was in the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water. I could see the sunlight streaming through the window, but all I felt was darkness.
“Jordan, I need to talk to you,” I said, my voice trembling.
He turned, concern etched across his face. “What is it?”
“I found something.” I held out the letter, my fingers trembling. “You need to read this.”
His brows furrowed as he took the paper, scanning the words. I watched as shock spread across his features, his eyes widening with realization. “Where did you find this?”
“In the office. It was hidden in a drawer.”
He set the water down, his hands shaking slightly as he re-read the contents. “I thought I had destroyed all of these…”
“Who is this person?” I whispered, dread pooling in my stomach.
Jordan looked up, his expression a mixture of confusion and despair. “A distant relative. Someone I never wanted to associate with. They were involved in… things that I had to escape, Jen.”
“Things? What things?”
