Chapter 192

"Cassie," someone called my name beside my ear. I opened my eyes, and the space around me was empty. Panicking, I sat up in bed, only to see Grandpa sitting in a wheelchair, staring at me. He was wearing a black outfit. "Where's Darren?" I asked anxiously. A hint of sorrow appeared in Grandpa's eyes. "He's already been sent to the morgue refrigeration unit. Cassie, you slept with a corpse all night. Are you crazy?" "No, Grandpa. He's not dead." I leaned closer to him. "Where's Brandon? Didn't he say he could save Darren? Why didn't he come? Darren won't die, Grandpa! Hurry and bring him back before he freezes too much." I tried to get out of bed frantically, but the people Grandpa brought pressed me down. I twisted my body, struggling. "Let go!" I shouted furiously. The ones holding me hesitated for a moment, and I shoved them away, causing them to stumble back. "Cassie, he's just a man—a useless one at that. He couldn't even protect himself. What on earth do you see in him?"