Dave glanced at her before walking into the living room. He picked up his phone, dialed a number, and sat down on the sofa, his face unreadable.

“I’m not leaving until I’m sure you’re calm and clear-headed,” he said coldly, scrolling through his phone.

Skylar’s face lit up with joy.

Dave had decided to stay with her!

She thought Maybe he did care after all.

Skylar curled her right hand. The scar on it wasn’t from when she saved him.

Back then, her hand had only been scratched by thorns, leaving small wounds that had healed long ago.

She hadn’t shown him her hand at that time, partly because the...