Chapter 3 909 % Chase set the bowl down and walked Sienna out . Silence folded over the room . A few minutes later , a prickling itch crawled over Lydia's skin . She pushed up her sleeve - angry red welts were blooming across her arm . Her stomach dropped . She grabbed the half - finished bowl on the nightstand , peered into the broth tiny , almost invisible specks settled at the bottom . Finely ground peanuts . Her throat tightened . She had a severe nut allergy . She lurched out of bed , staggering to her desk to dig for her antihistamines - nothing . Panic surged . She remembered the last time she had accidentally eaten peanuts . She had gone into anaphylaxis , and Chase had sprinted with her on his back all the way to the ER . He'd saved her life . After that , Chase had started keeping her meds in the inner pocket of his jacket . Lydia braced a hand on the wall and forced herself into the hallway . No one was in the living room . The kitchen was empty . Then she heard something - a faint rustle - from behind the closed door of her parents ' master bedroom . A cold dread climbed her spine . She shuffled toward it , inch by inch . Through the narrow slit of the door , she saw a scene that made her blood run still . 907 % Chapter2 But Lydia only felt the sharp sting of irony . He had once remembered everything about her - every allergy , every craving , every dislike . He had known the exact days she'd need hot cocoa , the gifts that would light up her smile , the smallest detalls no one else noticed . But now ? Since Sienna appeared , his heart had been split in two . Seventy percent of it might still belong to Lydia . But that missing thirty was enough to blind him to the peanuts sinking at the bottom of her soup , to the way she had gasped for air , to his own actions sliding further and further out of control . Chapter