Hayden didn't push the conversation further. He must've sensed that I was still upset.When I finally saw Steve, he was in a prison jumpsuit, his once stylish hair shaved down to almost nothing. I'd never seen him like that before. It almost brought tears to my eyes.Steve had clawed his way up to success, earning a spot in Jace's circle purely on his own. But now, everything he worked for could be destroyed."Steve," I called softly.He looked up and smiled. "What are you doing here?"That smile—same as always, like nothing could break him. No matter what, Steve always had a bright smile for me, like his world was all sunshine.I couldn't speak for a moment, and he laughed. "What? Do I look so bad you don't even wanna talk to me?"I shook my head. Jace said Steve had been in a bad place, but here he was, still smiling like nothing was wrong. But I knew better. He was putting on a show, hiding his pain for my sake."You'll always be handsome," I teased, playing along.He let o
As I stepped out of the holding room, Steve's desperate shouts were still ringing in my ears.Jace wasn't wrong—Steve's emotions were a mess. One second he was frantic, the next totally defeated. But his last words stuck with me the most: "Rea, I can't stay here. I'm innocent."It broke my heart.The moment I stepped outside, Jace was already heading my way. He took one look at me and reached out, steadying me. "You look pale. Did Steve say something?"Thinking about Steve's warning, I said, "Let's get in the car. I'll explain on the way."Steve had told me to leave as soon as possible, and I got why—Quartz Cue probably had eyes on us. He was scared someone would see me, and I'd be next in line for trouble.Jace rushed me into the car, handing me a bottle of water. "Take a second."I ignored the water and said, "Steve says he's being framed." I ran through everything Steve had told me, ending with, "He said these people are ruthless. We might not be safe here either—"Before I
With a final shudder, the car came to a halt, and the world fell into this suffocating silence.It was so still, it felt like time itself had stopped.For a second, I didn't even realize I was still alive. When I tried to move, nothing happened. My body just... refused.I tried harder and heard a faint groan. "Don't... move..."Everything was still dark. Not because it was night, but because my eyes were covered—blood? Dirt? I had no idea."Jace," I called."I'm... here," Jace's voice came from right in front of me, but it was weak and fading."Get off me, I can't breathe," I muttered, trying to wriggle out, not even registering how hurt he might be.Jace shifted, just enough for me to pull my face away from his chest. That's when I saw the mess—the car was wrecked, crushed beyond recognition. The driver wasn't moving, blood everywhere.Panic flooded my chest. "Jace! Jace!" I shouted, my heart racing as I looked at him.His face was smeared with blood.This was bad. Jace was
A car crash. The thing I feared the most. And now, it was happening to me.Despair hit hard—like what my parents must have felt. No, theirs had to be worse. They didn't survive.My mind spiraled, but Hayden's voice pulled me back. "Kiki, hang on. Help's on the way. I'm coming too." He kept repeating it, pushing me to try getting out.I tugged at the door, again and again, but it wouldn't move."Stop... it hurts," Jace groaned beside me.I froze, afraid to even breathe."Kiki, why aren't you talking? Are you okay?" Hayden's voice crackled through the phone, worried."I'm fine," I answered, forcing myself to speak as quietly as possible, not wanting to alarm Jace any more than he already was."Check if the car's on fire or if you smell gas," Hayden said, his voice tight.My stomach dropped. If the car was leaking gas, we were done for.I shifted, trying to look forward, but as soon as I moved, the car jolted and everything spun again."Ah!" I screamed, grabbing for anything.
Since we broke up, I hadn't been this close to him. I hadn't even really looked at him.And now, here he was, right in front of me, badly hurt.The crash came flooding back, and it hit me—he'd shielded me, using his body to protect mine. That's why he was in such rough shape."Jace, talk to me," I begged, my voice shaky. If I stopped, he'd just drift away."What... do you want me to say?" he mumbled."Anything. Tell me what you've been thinking since we broke up. Talk about Tanya, even. Or where you've been these last few weeks," I blurted, desperate to keep him awake.He went quiet, and I panicked, thinking he'd passed out. But then, his voice, barely a whisper: "Rea, I really do love you."I froze, staring at his pale, blood-smeared face. I couldn't say anything."You were the only girl I ever really liked. Since I met you, no one else... even felt like a woman to me."His words came slowly, each one hitting harder than the last. "There were women—business trips, some even t
We were rescued.One of the people helping us was the same driver who had taken me to visit Steve in the holding room. I knew he worked for Hayden.The car was so wrecked they had to cut through the metal to get Jace and the driver out. They even found both my phone and Jace's in the debris."Huh, this one's still connected," one of the rescuers said, handing me a phone.But it wasn't mine—it was Jace's.I'd used it earlier to call Hayden. Had he really stayed on the line the whole time?I took the phone, stunned. As I glanced down, the call ended right in front of me. It had lasted 67 minutes and 12 seconds.Hayden had never hung up. Had he overheard everything Jace and I talked about?Then again, I wasn't sure what exactly we'd said. Nothing too important, right?Before I could think about it, they rushed us into an ambulance and took us to the hospital. We all went through a series of checks.I only had minor scrapes, but Jace and the driver were in serious condition. Jace
Normally, hospital results took forever, but this time, everything was moving in fast-forward.The doctor's face brightened. "This is good. We need to start the transfusion right away. He's going to need at least 400cc, maybe even 600cc of blood. Can you handle that?""Yes, even more if needed," I answered, no hesitation. I had to save Jace. Even if his injury wasn't my fault, I couldn't let him bleed out.They got me into sterile scrubs and rushed me into the emergency room.Seeing Jace lying there, pale and still, hit me hard. The doctor's words—critical condition—kept playing in my head.My chest tightened as I walked to him, hooking my pinky around his like he had done earlier. "Jace, hang in there," I whispered.He had to fight. And I had to give him what he needed.I laid down on the bed next to his, feeling the prick of the needle as my blood started flowing through the tube, straight into Jace.I lost track of how much they took. All I could see was my blood leaving me,
The massive transfusion knocked me out, trapping me in a deep, endless sleep.I kept dreaming—voices swirling around me, whispering in my ear.'Kiki, be careful. Don't get hurt or bleed. No one can save you.''Rea, are you trying to kill yourself, losing all that blood?''You idiot! Who told you to give your blood?''Rea, help me... I'm so cold...'The voices were my parents, Hayden, and Jace. They blurred together, each more frantic than the last.I wanted to answer, but I couldn't. Then Jace appeared in my mind, covered in wounds, bleeding out like a fountain.I froze, terrified. He's golden blood type—he can't afford to bleed."Jace, Jace!" I screamed, desperately pressing on his wounds, but the blood just poured through my fingers.Panic surged, and I kept calling his name, "Jace, Jace...""Rea, wake up. Wake up!" A voice cut through the nightmare, sharp and urgent, dragging me back.My eyes snapped open, my chest heaving, still gripped by the fear of the dream."Rea,"