Ivy glanced at the receptionist and said, "My friend's name is Lucas Woods."

The receptionist immediately handed the package to Ivy. She took the box and walked toward the hotel entrance.

"Has Lucas realized who I am? Why else would he give me my grandmother's bracelet?" she thought.

Outside the hotel, rain poured steadily and cars rushed along the street, but Ivy's heart was peaceful.

Holding the package, she headed for the elevator.

Back in her room, Ivy opened the box and carefully