Chapter 114

Tara said quietly, "We'll see." Her vague response didn't faze Lance. His expression stayed as calm and cold as ever. He didn't care what Tara thought. She always seemed to want to distance herself from him, though he couldn't understand why. Tara, on the other hand, was still worried about the story's plot. She doubted it would change so easily. Avoiding the male leads seemed like the safest way to prevent disaster if things really went off-script. But when she looked at Lance sitting across the table, his words made it clear—he wouldn't let her walk away on her own terms. She wondered if it might be easier to just go along with it. … Around 9:00 pm that night, someone knocked on Tara's front door. Lance was in the shower, and she was watching TV in the living room. When she heard the knocking, she was confused. Who would show up at this hour? She hadn't ordered food, and delivery drivers usually left packages in the locker downstairs. The knocking continued. Tara peeked