Emily's car came to a slow stop in front of the Winters' residence.
She stared through the windshield, her gaze settling on the familiar building.
It had been a while since she had last set foot in the place.
And although nothing appeared to have changed, she couldn't help feeling as though she were looking at a completely different house.
Maybe it was because it had been so long since her last visit, or perhaps because she no longer considered the place home.
Emily felt her chest tighten.
If someone had told her that at this hour of the day, she would be standing in front of the Winters' residence, she would have argued and denied that such a possibility could ever happen.
Yet here she was.
She slowly exhaled, trying to steady her thoughts.
"Ma'am…" the driver began.
"Don't worry. I am fine," Emily interrupted calmly.
Melissa glanced at her before turning towards the building. Her expression immediately darkened.
