Suzy had been in Carleton at the Carleton castle for five long days, almost a week, her anxiety growing with each passing hour. She had spent a considerable amount of time talking with Doctor Abernathy, seeking any reassurance about Ryan's well-being. While the doctor had been cautiously optimistic, his words hadn't fully eased her unease.
After receiving a letter from Davis stating that Ryan was fine but was far too busy with pressing matters to reply to her correspondence at the moment. A cold dread washed over Suzy. No matter how demanding his responsibilities, Ryan would always find a moment to send her a few lines, a brief reassurance of his love and care. Davis's explanation felt hollow, a flimsy veil over something she couldn't quite grasp but deeply feared. An uneasy feeling settled in her stomach, a knot of anxiety that refused to loosen.
