Back inside the hospital, Hannah’s phone suddenly buzzed. A text message appeared. Unknown number. Her heart skipped. She opened it. The message contained only seven words. Your grandfather was right about everything. Nothing else. No name, no explanation, no context, just seven mysterious words. Hannah stared at the screen, confused, uneasy, and completely unaware that this single message was about to unlock a decades old secret that connected her family, the land, and the reason powerful people had suddenly become
interested in her life. The mystery had begun and the truth was far bigger than anyone imagined. Hannah barely slept that night. The mysterious text message kept replaying in her mind. Your grandfather was right about everything. No explanation. No signature, no clue about who sent it. Yet the words refused to leave her thoughts.
Each time she closed her eyes, she saw them again. By sunrise, exhaustion had settled over her, but worry for Rose was stronger. Before heading to class or work, she returned to Scent Vincent Medical Center. The moment she entered her grandmother’s room, she noticed something different. Rose looked weak, but her eyes seemed sharper, more determined, almost as if she had made an important decision.
