A Warrior’s Second Chance novel Chapter 430

THIRD POV Helen didn’t open the safe in a hurry. Even after the lock gave way with that quiet, final click, she paused–just for a second–her hand resting against the edge of the metal door like she was steadying something deeper than her movement. Memory. That was what lingered here. Not just in the room. Not just in the house. But in this very object. She exhaled slowly, then pulled the door open. Inside, everything was exactly as she had left it. Time had passed around it, but not through it. Her eyes went straight to it. The book. There was no hesitation now. She reached in and took it out carefully, her fingers brushing over the worn cover as...