Page 6 of Stealing Chances


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“Yeah, we should go talk,” Konrad murmured, stepping toward them.

“Harper, don’t do this to us,” I begged and watched as she sent a confused glance around the room.

“Us,” Brandon echoed in a low, dull tone.

“Man, you should’ve known I wouldn’t give her up that easily,” I ground out against the wave of vertigo that crashed into me.

“Wait, what?” Harper asked with a stunned laugh as Bree crouched next to me and softly pled, “Chase, stop talking.”

“Really, let’s go talk,” Konrad said to Harper and Brandon again.

“I think that’s a great idea,” the doctor said when I started refuting the idea. “Let’s everyone give Mr. Grayson time to rest, and we can talk in the hall.”

“Harper, wait—” I began when she and Brandon turned for the door, but Bree grabbed my hand and hissed, “Chase,stop.”

“The fuck is wrong with you?” I demanded, narrowing my eyes on where it looked like she was fighting tears.

“Bree,” Konrad said from the doorway as everyone began filing out of the room.

She looked at him and then back to me, her brow furrowing with indecision. “I don’t know what you think you’re remembering, but Harper isn’t your girlfriend,” she said gently.

“Don’t,” I whispered, maybe begged. Because I didn’t want to be in a world where I’d truly lost Harper.

But her next words had my world tilting.

Spinning.

Shaking everything I knew.

“She’s never been your anything.”

Given his reaction, you would’ve thought someone had torn Chase’s world out from underneath him at Bree’s hushed words.

No longer frustrated or aggravated...he just shut down. Face paled and eyes widened as he stared at his sister, not seeming to see her or anything in the room.

And that was what made it worse.

Chase would fight anything to the death in that way of his, all passion and obnoxious arrogance that I’d fallen in love with. But when he was truly hurt—truly stunned—he gave. Withdrew in on himself as if inspecting the emotional damage.

Bree’s words hadhurthim, and they shouldn’t have.

Funny that it only made my confusion and pain for myself greater when I’d expected to feel nothing but relief and gratitude in this moment.

Bree glanced at me, her face pinching with sorrow and apology. When Konrad said her name again, she hesitated for a second before hurrying to where everyone else had already left.

But I couldn’t seem to move from the chair I’d spent so many hours in, praying for the first time in my life. Waiting for Chase to pull out of the coma he’d slipped into.

Only for him to wake up and ask who I was...

“You don’t know me.” My voice was hoarse as it scraped past the shards of glass in my throat. And even though I tried toaskthe words, it came out as a statement.

Chase slowly turned his head. Those shocking blue eyes looking at me in a way I wasn’t sure they ever had.

Even from that first day, there had been a spark of interest and mischief that had lit them as they’d slowly taken me in.

This? There was nothing except a hint of resentment.

“Am I supposed to?” he asked as my building tears slipped down my cheeks. The cold, unfamiliarity in his question forcing a knife into my chest.

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