Chapter 413

I knew I shouldn't be so pessimistic, always thinking of the worst-case scenarios.

Harper would be fine. She had to be fine.

But no matter how much I tried to comfort myself, the image of that snowy night when Damon drove a knife into me kept replaying in my mind.

Back then, I never imagined something like that could happen.

The door creaked open, and Lance stepped out, glancing around. "Where's B