Rachel POVThe car stopped in front of the familiar apartment block, the driver parking close as he turned off the engine."We've arrived, Mrs. Montrel," he said.I nodded, and Mark got out of the car from the backseat, opening the passenger door for me."Thank you, Mark," I said with a small smile. Even though he was doing this as a job, I still needed to show my appreciation.Mark nodded politely, standing beside me. "It would be better if I followed you in, ma'am. I know you want privacy, but it's for your safety."I nodded. "It's fine. Just hope you don't mind the rundown apartment." I tried to joke, though Mark didn't respond-just gave another curt nod.I began walking toward the apartment complex, climbing the stairs with Mark a few steps behind.Finally, I arrived in front of Dad's door and knocked.I heard a sniffling sound from inside, then shuffling footsteps before the door creaked open.Dad stood there, and my breath caught.He looked terrible.His face was pale and unshav
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