Hannah Roland sucked in a deep breath, her eyes landing on a handsome young man when she looked up.

He appeared to be in his early twenties, exuding an aura of success and elegance.

“You’re here,” he said softly.

Hannah nodded slowly, her heart racing.

“Come in,” he said before walking back into the room.

She followed him inside, feeling extremely heavy on her feet. A few steps felt like a thousand miles to her.

She hesitated and halted in her tracks as soon as she walked through the door.