Chapter 175

Harper's POV

Nathan’s voice pulls me out of the heavy fog of sleep, his breath warm against my ear, his arms still tight around me.

“Harper,” he murmurs, his voice soft but steady, “the doctor’s here.”

My heart stutters, and for a second I forget where I am. Then I sit up fast, the memories rushing back like a punch to the ribs. Blood. Screaming. Theo going still beneath me. My hands trembling, soaked in red.

I look up and see the doctor standing near the doors, clipboard in hand, expression calm but unreadable. I scramble off Nathan’s lap without grace, my legs shaking as I step toward him. Mason stands beside me, silent and tense, and Nathan moves to my other side, one hand brushing my back.

The doctor takes one glance at the three of us and then nods.