Chapter 39

Grace froze mid-step. "Save me?" Clara nodded vigorously. "Mommy, do you remember that Christmas Eve six years ago? That night, Daddy risked his life, took the knife for you, and lured away the killer who was after you. "And then that shameless Mr. Bad Guy stole the credit for saving your life!" Clara grew more and more upset as she spoke. Adrian had almost lost his life saving Grace that time. He sustained 15 stab wounds—every one deep and bloody. As a result, he was in a coma for a whole month. When he finally woke up, he found out that Grace had ended up with Jesse. All of this was what Ezra had told her. Grace felt her mind go blank for a moment. She thought of the horrifying scars covering Adrian's body. She was a doctor—of course, she could tell that the killer from six years ago had meant to kill with every single stab. If she had gotten those wounds, she would have died long ago. She knew Jesse hadn't been the one who saved her, but she had never imagined that it was