CHAPTER HUNDRED NINE

LUCA'S POV.

After the chat with the doctor, I'd left her office and and made my way to Scarlett's hospital room with my head held low.

I was trying to come up with a way to take care of everything without getting her even more hurt than she already was, but deep down I just kept getting a bad feeling that something very horrible was about to happen. Whoever it is that was doing that anonymous shit had succeding in getting me really anxious and scared.

I wasn't even sure if I could be brave enough for Scarlett. It was like the universe had decided to play some sick game on me by making me confront all my fears and it was so overwhelming.

I stared at her motionless figure from the glass doors before I pushed it open and walked in quietly as if my footsteps could bother her.

Her head was still wrapped with that awful bandage and her lips were thin and dry, unlike their usual pink and plump texture. Her face looked peaceful as she lay but I knew that she'd gone through excruciating pa