The moment the mansion gates came into view, I felt my stomach clench.
The drive with Stefan had felt both endless and too short.
Endless because every minute spent beside him had been exhausting.
Too short because it meant I was about to face another problem waiting for me at home.
Dawson.
Just thinking about him made my chest feel heavy.
I rested my forehead briefly against the cool window.
The mansion grew larger as we approached and somehow more intimidating than ever.
Stefan slowed the sports car before finally bringing it to a halt in front of the entrance.
The engine rumbled softly, then fell silent.
I looked up and immediately froze at the sight of Dawson standing outside.
Waiting.
My breath caught in my throat.
The sight of him sent a wave of nervousness crashing thr
