Bella's POV
"There are some things we need to discuss before I leave tomorrow morning," Vance announced, his voice carrying that familiar authoritative tone.
"I never planned to stay this long when I arrived, but it's been weeks now. I have obligations back home that require my attention," he continued, unfastening his expensive wristwatch with practiced movements.
"Before I go, there are certain precautions you need to understand," he added firmly.
I rose from my seat, placing my wine glass on the side table and giving him my full attention.
"Would you mind retrieving my documents from the bedroom?" he asked.
I nodded and walked toward the bedroom to collect what he needed. An orange folder sat on the nightstand, thick with papers and handwritten notes. As I lifted it, I could feel the weight of whatever important information it contained.
