Chapter 83 - 82: You

Cleo's eyes widened in horror as blood splattered across her face, the warm droplets stark against her pale skin. Her heartbeat roared in her ears, drowning out the curses and frantic footsteps around her. Paralyzed on the floor, she barely registered the rough grip that yanked her up, the cold press of a knife suddenly against her throat. Trembling, her gaze fell to the lifeless body on the ground, a pool of crimson beneath the man's head. Her breath hitched as she slowly lifted her eyes, her heart sinking when she saw Keiran. He stood with deadly calm, holding a terrified Michaela at gunpoint, his expression unreadable.