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 ...