Chapter 95 Smoke and Sparks

Katelyn’s POV At first, I just stood there, stunned by the sight of him. The last person I expected to see again so soon, Tessa’s father. He looked the same as before, quiet, tired, yet somehow grounded in a way that made the world feel a little steadier. He noticed my hesitation and gave me a small nod. “You still need that spot?” he asked. I blinked and stepped back, surprised by the offer. “Are you sure? You were here first.” “I told you,” he said, already opening his door. “I’m just here to pick up a prescription. I won’t be long. Take it.” As he stepped aside, I finally saw her. Tessa. She sat quietly in the backseat, her small hands folded over a stuffed bear that looked like it had been through a lot. Her eyes were the same, watchful and wide. But her lips were slightly parted, her breathing shallow. “She’s sick?” I asked softly. He nodded, locking the car. “Fever. Been getting worse the last few days. I wanted to wait it out, but I figured I shouldn’t risk it.” Something tighte