You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 809

If it hadn’t been for Jaxon’s mess, would he have ended up with blood on his hands tonight?

If there hadn’t been blood, would Patricia have gotten sick?

Did that couple really think they had the right to accuse him after everything?

Oliver showered faster than he ever had in his life, barely more than a blur as he grabbed a bottle of body wash with barely any scent.

When he came back, Selara was just finishing up with Patricia, gently tucking the covers around her.

She saw Oliver and moved aside, about to say something, but one look from Jaxon made her swallow her words.

“Call us if you need anything,” she said quietly.

“Thank you, Selara.”

“We’re family. No need to thank me. Besides, we’ve caused you plenty of headaches too.” Sara and Colton had been with him for ages, and they definitely weren’t easy to handle.

Once everyone left the bedroom, Oliver climbed into bed from the other side and gently pulled Patricia into his arms.

“Are you okay?” he asked, keeping his voice soft.

“Mm,” she mumbled, sounding tired and washed out.

Morning sickness had left her completely drained, and the woman who’d been so alert earlier was now out like a light. She fell asleep almost instantly.

That night, a blizzard buried Riverdale.

By morning, Cloud Peak was covered in white, the snow sparkling on the mountains, sometimes disturbed by a few birds flying past.

Inside, the heat was cranked up high.

When Patricia woke up, Oliver was already gone.

She pushed herself up, sat there in a daze for a minute, then reached for her phone.

Jackson had tried calling, and there were a few messages waiting.

She tapped open the texts and saw the first one right away. Miss, Dylan is dead.

Her heart stumbled in her chest.

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