Chapter 98

It was late at night. Tara had always been a good sleeper, and tonight was no different. The moment her head hit the pillow, she drifted off. However, the dream she had wasn't a pleasant one. She stood at the edge of an unfamiliar swimming pool, dressed in a swimsuit. Without warning, a hand shot up from the water and grabbed her ankle. Startled, she lost her balance and plunged in. The sensation of drowning was far too real—her lungs burned, and panic surged. Just as she began to choke, a man emerged from the water and pulled her up. Tara instinctively clung to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. As she caught her breath, she looked up—and met Lance's familiar, captivating gaze. Lance? Again? Why did he keep appearing in her dreams? "Are you scared?" he asked. She nodded without hesitation, and in response, he pressed a kiss to her lips and carried her out of the pool. It wasn't until they were on solid ground that Tara realized how tightly she was pressed agains