Chapter Fifty Nine

Adrien

"Son, the car has been located and there's good news; the dash cam is in perfect working condition." My dad informed me when I finally stepped out of the ICU. "I sent someone to retrieve the footage. We should know who the culprit is soon enough."

I nodded. "I don't want the police to handle him." My voice was hoarse from crying, so I cleared my throat and tried again. "I'll take care of him myself."

"Of course." Dad responded, nodding. "Are you okay? You look like hell."

"I feel like it too." I plopped down on the recliners in the hallway. "I will never forgive myself if Rosalie doesn't make it, dad." I said, my throat thick with tears. "I can't lose her."

"You won't lose her. She's a strong woman and she'll come out of this alive." Dad assured me, placing a hand on my back. "She knows there are people waiting for her to wake up."

I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my hands as Kevin and his wife approached us and I hung my head to avoid locking gazes with them. My eyes were emb