Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 155

Elena: POV

The hand on my shoulder was gentle.

“Elena. Mom’s voice, barely a whisper “Wake up, sweetheart. You have to see this.”

I jerked awake, my hand instinctively going to my abdomen before I remembered-nothing there. Just the phantom ache that never quite left. The narrow

bed in our rental RV creaked as I shifted.

“What’s wrong?” My voice came out hoarse. Through the RV’s window, the sky was still dark. “Are you okay?

“I’m fine.” She squeezed my shoulder, and I could feel how thin her fingers had become. “But look. The sunrise. I haven’t seen one this beautiful in… God, I

don’t know how long.”

I sat up, my body protesting in the cramped space. Through the window above the dinette, I could see the first streaks of gold beginning to paint the

horizon.

“Come on. Mom was already shuffling toward the RV door, wrapped in one of our blankets. “Let’s watch it outside.”

The cold hit me the moment we stepped down from the RV. December in Georgia wasn’t Florida warm, but Mom didn’t seem to notice. She leaned against

our rental vehicle, her face turned toward the east, and for a moment-she didn’t look ‘sick.

She looked peaceful.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she murmured.

I pulled my jacket tighter and stood beside her, watching as the sun crept over the distant hills. Orange and pink bled across the sky, turning the clouds into

ribbons of fire. The rest area around us was still mostly empty.

And no black sedan in sight.

I’d checked three times before we’d settled in for the night. Checked the RV locks twice. Slept with my phone clutched in my hand, waiting for the sound of

footsteps or car doors slamming.

Nothing.

Whoever had been following us had… stopped. Or at least, they’d made themselves invisible.

“You’re thinking about it again.” Mom’s voice pulled me back. “The car.”

“Yeah.” No point lying. “It was there at the gas station. And the rest stop. And then when we switched lanes twice, it switched too.” I exhaled slowly,

watching my breath fog in the cold air. “But after we got off the highway, it just… disappeared.”

‘Maybe it wasn’t following us at all. Mom’s tone was hopeful. Too hopeful. “Maybe it was just-

“A coincidence?” I shook my head. “Three coincidences in a row?”

I thought about the way the car had moved. Not aggressive. Not trying to run us off the road. Just… there. Keeping pace. Keeping distance.

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4:26 pm

Chapter 155

PPM

Themesne making sure we were safe.

The thought had occurred to me last night. What if whoever was following us wasn’t trying to hurt us? What if they were actually-

Protecting us.

But that didn’t make sense. Who the hell would-

Ethan.

The name surfaced before I could stop it, and I almost laughed. Because that was insane. Ethan was back in Florida. Probably already on a plane to New York

by now.

He wouldn’t. He couldn’t. I’d made it crystal clear that I didn’t want him on this trip. That this was mine and Mom’s time.

“Elena?” Mom’s voice was soft. “Where did you go?”

“Nowhere. I forced a smile. “Just thinking.”

She studied me for a moment, then turned back to the sunrise. The sky was fully ablaze now, gold and crimson spilling across the horizon.

“You know what I love about sunrises?” Mom said quietly. “They don’t ask for permission. They just happen. Every single day, no matter what. No matter

how dark the night was.”

I swallowed hard. “Mom-

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