369 She is Miranda

Jackson had been waiting outside the hotel, pacing nervously. When he finally saw Emily returning, he quickly walked over, draping a warm coat over her shoulders. His face was etched with concern as he frowned. "Why did you come back so late? I’ve been worried sick."

Emily, now known as Miranda, let him guide her inside, though Jackson held her a little too tightly for her liking. She politely freed herself from his embrace, her tone composed. “I’m fine, really. I wasn’t cold. Have Bert and Amy come back yet?”

Sensing her subtle rejection, Jackson’s hand dropped limply to his side, his expression tinged with a hint of disappointment.

"They’ve been back for a while. They were both worried about you and asked me to let them know the moment you returned."

Miranda nodded, knowing her Uncle Bert had just arrived. Having him face such an unexpected situation on his first day surely unsettled him.

"I’ll go straight to see him then. What room is he staying in?" she asked.

"Room 1805. I’m in 1