C19 Hidden Conspiracy: The Grandmother's Abduction

In the silence of her room, Hazel paced anxiously. Her fingers nervously bit at her nails—a habit that resurfaced whenever she felt uneasy. Her thoughts spun wildly, filled with vague, unsettling worries. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but the discomfort stubbornly refused to fade.

“Why do I feel like Theo’s hiding something from me?” Hazel murmured under her breath