The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 920

Danny holds her so tightly she can barely breathe. His familiar, crisp scent envelops her, yet her mind cruelly mixes it with the phantom, coppery stench of blood from the tea room. The horrific memory of the stabbing violently crashes back into her mind.

She instinctively flinches. Sensing her distress, Danny tightens his grip, resting his chin gently on the top of her head. "Don't be afraid," he murmurs, his voice rough with emotion. "It's over. I've got you."

"Danny," Tara says, her voice hoarse from sleep and trembling slightly. "My mom... what happened to my mom?"

Fully lucid now, Tara's first thought is Deanna. Her mother had wrested the knife away and killed Jade to save her. In a busy establishment with countless witnesses, there was zero chance she could escape.

*What is going to happen to her?* Tara's heart races. Her fingers turn white as she clutches Danny's shirt, her eyes filling with tears.

"Where are the police? Did they take her away? Is she... is she going to be okay?"

She doesn't dare say the word "executed." The sheer weight of it suffocates her. She vividly remembers the absolute finality in her mother's eyes, and the blood spraying as Jade collapsed. The scene is seared into her brain. She can still smell the heavy, metallic stench of blood, a sickening contrast to Danny's clean scent, constantly reminding her that the nightmare was terrifyingly real.

He knows she needs to see the situation for herself, otherwise, the anxiety will eat her alive. Deanna is her biological mother, and she sacrificed her own freedom to save Tara's life.

"Okay," Tara nods.

She forces herself to stop spiraling and gets out of bed to wash up. Despite starving for twenty-four hours, the trauma has completely killed her appetite. She manages to force down a few sips of warm soup and a small pastry before pushing her plate away.