Chapter 97

Cara's POV

I woke up; Rollins was not beside me. I opened my eyes, and there he was, leaning against the door, looking so sexy, but there was something else.

"I brought you some wine," he said, pointing to the table. I couldn't help but notice the pained look on his face; he looked like he was in pain, and there was a very faint scent of blood.

"Are you alright? You look stressed," I said to him, but he only smirked.

"These past few days have been stressful—not just for me but for everyone.

"No wonder I slept like a log of wood."

He laughed at that, but there was an edge to his voice.

I walked to him, but he flinched away.

I couldn't help but feel the rejection—harsh and cold. Why didn't he want me close? I needed to be close to him now more than ever. He noticed the look in my eyes.

"Come on, baby, if I get too close to you, I won't be able to leave for work. I was about to head out now."

I nodded slowly.