The nearest hospital was a few miles away, and the drive felt like an eternity. I kept glancing back at Timothy, worried about his condition. He had saved my life, and now he might pay for it. Finally, we arrived at the hospital's emergency room entrance and I shifted the car into park. I looked ba
Aria's tone softened. "Oh, Evie, I'm sorry. Is Timothy okay?" "I don't know yet," I admitted with a sniffle. "The doctors are examining him now. It's been so long, and I'm scared, Aria. I'm really scared." "Try to stay strong, Evie," Aria encouraged. "Timothy is a tough guy, and he'll make it thro
The hospital room was dimly lit, casting a flourescent glow over Timothy's frail form lying in the bed. A cry escaped my lips at the sight of him in such a weakened state. His face was pale, and his eyes were heavy with pain. Fresh tears welled in my eyes as I approached his bedside. As I walked cl
He sighed, his lips parting at my touch. His skin was so cold, it must’ve felt nice that I was sharing my warmth. "One night,” I continued, “It all escalated. I was in my room, lying down, when I heard Bruce creeping into my room. He kept trying to pin me down, saying...” I paused, watching Timoth
He is still quiet. With one last glance at him, I quietly left the room. As she walked down the hospital corridor, I felt the exhaustion return in full force. I had crossed so many of my own boundaries just in the past couple of hours. It made one issue of mine more evident: Timothy and I were far
Aria sighed and sat down beside me. "I understand your fears, but we have to at least try. We can't let him continue to hurt you or anyone else." I shook my head, tears welling up in my eyes once again. "I'm just so scared, Aria. He’s already hurt Timothy." Aria squeezed my shoulder gently. "I won
“Are you sure you’re supposed to be off bed rest?” Timothy sighed and adjusted his shirt collar, cringing as the material rubbed against his sore shoulder. Ethan had been in his ear the whole night, hesitant about Timothy going out so soon after the incident. Still, Timothy insisted on taking both
Lucas sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You are persistent. Look, I care about Evie, and I think it’s fair to say that you can’t be trusted either." Timothy's anger wavered for a moment as he looked into Lucas's eyes. How much had Evie told him? Or maybe Lucas had just made his own assumpti