Chapter 62
- Harper's POV
- I rush through the door and the moment it closes behind me, the sting in my arm worsening with every heartbeat. The blood’s already soaking through the thin material of my sleeve, sticky and hot against my skin. I move fast, straight to the kitchen, opening drawers, rummaging through cabinets in a flurry that’s quickly turning frantic.
- The first aid kit is missing.