He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 266

Chapter 266

The next morning, the car issue was resolved.

Rebecca and the troupe climbed aboard and headed to the next stop: Venice, the famous city of water, home of those little angel dolls sold everywhere.

The moment Rebecca saw the dolls in almost every shop window, she thought of the row of them back home–each one supposedly there so she wouldn’t feel lonely.

She had once naively believed they were meant for her. In reality, they were for Catherine.

Desmond noticed her gaze, asking, “Want to pick one?”

She shook her head. The dolls weren’t bad; they just carried unhappy memories.

Her phone rang with an unfamiliar international number. It turned out to be a receptionist at the hotel they had checked out that morning.

“Ma’am, you left a key in your room,” the caller explained. “Would you like us to mail it to your current address?”

Rebecca paused, asking, “Does it have a keychain with a photo of a young couple?”

“Yes, the lady in the picture is you. We remember your face.”

“Just throw it away. I don’t need it anymore.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am. Just toss it. Thank you.”

“Understood.”

Rebecca knew exactly what key it was.

Their home used a keypad, but Vance had insisted on keeping physical keys when they first married, just in case the lock died, the fingerprint didn’t read, or she forgot the code.

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