Chapter 195

His words kept replaying in my head, mixing with bits and pieces from the past, and honestly, it made my skin crawl. I had no clue how long I’d been lying there when the sound of the door opening echoed through the quiet room. I poked my head out from under the covers and saw Henry Smith walking in under the soft light. Our eyes met, and he paused for a second before smiling lightly. “Did I wake you?” I shook my head, feigning casualness as I asked, “Where’d you go just now?” “Couldn’t sleep, went out for a smoke.” He walked over to me with long strides and gently touched my arm. His brows pulled together. “Why are you so cold?” Worried he might notice I’d been out of bed, I quickly looked at him and came up with an excuse. “I had a nightmare. Dreamt that Evan was trapped in this pitch-dark room. It scared me so much I woke up all sweaty.” His hand, which had been reaching for the remote to turn on the AC, paused mid-air. Then he quietly put it down and placed both hands on my shoulder