Chapter 251 Biting Cold
- Abby
- For a few long moments, I just sit there, my eyes wide with shock. My hands are so tightly wrapped around the steering wheel that my knuckles are pure white, and it takes almost all of my strength and willpower to peel my fingers back and release my grip on the wheel.
- “Okay,” I whisper with a trembling breath. “Think, Abby. Think.”