Chapter 78

SARAH'S POV:

As Paul made his way through the front door, his heavy footsteps seemed to create no sound at all, as if his shoes were not even touching the floor.

His hand clenched the doorknob tightly, the metal biting into his palm.

He faltered for a brief moment, his whole body tense as if preparing himself for what lay on the other side.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly pushed the door open, the muted creak of its hinges breaking the silence.

As the door widened, it revealed a police officer standing on the porch, the stern set of his jaw immediately sending a surge of adrenaline through my veins.

"We have news," the officer began, his voice heavy with urgency.

My mind leaped into overdrive, conjuring up a thousand worst-case scenarios. What could have happened? Who could be in trouble? Each possibility is more terrifying than the last.

The police officer's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, finally providing some resolution.

"Sarah's grandmother is requesting to see her,"