Chapter 93 Haunted By The Past

• Blair’s P.O.V
• Without warning, she lunges toward me, the knife held menacingly. Instinct kicks in, and I stumble backward, narrowly avoiding the sharp blade as the vase falls from my hands and shatters onto the ground with a loud noise that seems to echo throughout the room.
• Adrenaline surges through me as I realize the danger I'm in. I dart away, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest, every breath coming in quick, shallow gasps.