The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 337

Tara loses consciousness, slipping into a fractured haze of dreams. Beautiful childhood memories flash by, instantly twisting into an inescapable nightmare. The people who once loved her morph into demonic figures, forcing her to run and hide. She isn't without sorrow or a desire to fight back, but after enduring this reality for so long, she no longer holds out hope or allows her heart to soften. She doesn't need to rely on anyone anymore; her focus is entirely on independence and saving herself.

Suddenly, the nightmare shifts. A ray of dawn pierces the suffocating darkness ahead of her, and a man steps forward, reaching out. His hand is strong, with long, elegant fingers. She can't see his face, but a strange sense of safety washes over her. Unable to resist, she grasps his hand.

The moment their fingers interlock, a surge of warmth floods her body, shattering the terrifying illusions. The unseen energy pulls her rapidly through the void until the darkness recedes, replaced by a soft, luminous glow. She finds herself standing in a breathtaking field of flowers as a deep, reassuring voice echoes in her ears.

"Tara, don't be afraid. I'm right here."

The next second, Tara snaps her eyes open. Her vision is blurry with white light, but as her focus sharpens, she recognizes the figure hovering over her.

"Danny? What are you doing here?" Her voice is raspy, heavy with sleep and slight confusion.

"Where else would I be? Do you remember what happened before you passed out?" Danny watches her with visible tension. The doctors assured him repeatedly that she only has a mild concussion, but he remains terrified.

During the ambush, he threw himself over her to shield her body, tearing his ligaments and taking several brutal scrapes in the process. Yet, the moment she wakes up, his only concern is frantically searching her for any hidden injuries.

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