#Chapter 194: Seven Years Ago

Tessa

Gideon had been gone all day, still at the prison with Vivienne, and my anxiety was getting worse by the minute. I knew if I didn’t distract myself soon, I’d drive myself crazy. Or maybe even burn the hotel down; in fact, my palms had been itching all afternoon, warmth sparking through me like fireworks. I had dunked my hands in the hotel ice bucket more times than I could count.

“Hey,” I sa