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,"
Wayne told me I'd been out for three days. He'd been here the whole time, so Hayden must've come too. He'd said on the phone he was coming right away."Drink some water," Wayne said, holding a cup to my lips.I took a sip, my voice scratchy as I asked, "Where's Hayden?"Wayne's face stiffened just a little. "Drink first."Those words made something click in my mind, making my throat ache even more. "He didn't come, did he?"Wayne sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "He came.""Then where is he?" If I'd been unconscious, shouldn't he have been here? Or... was this his way of punishing me for pushing him away?"He left," Wayne said, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Probably off dealing with the people who hurt you."His teasing tone helped ease some of the tension, but thinking about how dangerous those people were sent my heart racing. "Did he go alone? When did he leave?""I don't know the details, but don't worry," Wayne said, sounding sure of himself. "If he got you bo
"Rea!" Jace reached out and grabbed my arm.I glanced at the bandage on his head, then over at Wayne, who'd come in with him. "I think something's happened to Hayden."Wayne frowned, clearly not buying it. "What do you mean? How do you know?"I didn't, not for sure. "I called him. He sounded busy, said he'd call me back, but... he hasn't. Not once.""Why didn't you call again?" Jace asked, a little sharp.I hadn't. I just waited, trusting he'd call like he said."I'll call him." Jace pulled out his phone, dialing.It rang forever until finally, "Mr. Johnston."Jace stood close enough that I could hear everything."Hayden, where are you?" Jace asked, no hesitation."On a plane."My breath caught.Jace glanced at me. "A plane? Where to?""Back to Kehlmark." Those two words crushed me.I reached for the phone. "Is something wrong?"Hayden didn't answer. My hand shook. "Hayden, talk to me! Did something happen? Are you lying about Kehlmark? Where are you?"I couldn't believ
I froze, staring at that single word: [Okay. ]My brain couldn't even process it at first, so I just kept re-reading the messages I'd sent him."What the hell is he thinking?!" Jace cursed, dialing Hayden's number again. This time, it went straight to voicemail.My vision blurred as I stared at the screen. Without a word, I turned and walked to the window, looking out at the dark sky.I heard footsteps behind me, but I cut them off. "Leave me alone for a while, please."Jace and Wayne knew I was hurting. Neither said a thing. I heard the door click softly as they left.The moment they were gone, the tears I'd been holding back finally spilled over. I didn't know if I was crying because Hayden had agreed to the breakup so easily or because of the crushing betrayal.I'd waited for him, hoping he'd come see me. But he left—without a word, without even seeing me. Sure, I'd been asleep for three days, but how had things gotten so cold in that time?Maybe he'd been hurt saving me and
News? What news?I stood there, stunned. No one had mentioned anything since I woke up.I yanked the door open, and both Jace and Wayne immediately turned toward me."What news?" I demanded, cutting straight to the point.They exchanged a quick look, clearly scrambling for a way to dodge my question.But I wasn't giving them the chance. "I heard everything."Wayne's expression darkened. He pulled out his phone.Jace looked like he wanted to stop Wayne, but I shot him a glare that kept him silent."She should know. It'll help her clear things up with Hayden," Wayne said, unlocking his phone and handing it to me.On the screen was a screenshot of an article. The headline read: [Golden Blood Type Lovers—Girlfriend Saves Her Lover with 800CC of Blood. 'Now, your body flows with my blood.']The headline was pure melodrama, and to make it worse, there was a picture of me holding Jace's hand during the blood transfusion. I had just been trying to comfort him, nothing more—but the wa
"Then you should go back, but not like this. You can't go alone in your condition," Jace said, glancing at Wayne. "You go with Rea."Wayne nodded. "Alright."I wanted to argue, but I knew better. In this state, they weren't letting me go by myself."What about you?" I asked, eyeing the bandage on Jace's head."I'm waiting for Steve. Once he's out, we'll head back together." Jace's answer made sense.Steve was stuck in a foreign country and had been through hell. If he walked out and no one was there for him, it'd crush him. But seeing Jace like this? That'd just make it worse."If Steve sees you like this, he'll blame himself," I warned."It's fine. I'll make up an excuse. I won't mention the accident," Jace said, still set on his plan.There was no point arguing, so I asked, "Can Steve still compete when he's out?""We don't know yet. Depends on his club and what Quartz Cue says," Wayne added.Deep down, I knew Hayden could handle this. No one would know better than him.Bu