Chapter 23

The ride to the hospital was painful. Every bump in the road was torture. Why the hell don’t they repair their freaking roads?

The turns were barely better.

Xander was in the ambulance next to me, holding my hand all the while.

It took me a while to be able to breath enough to speak, but I squeezed his hand in what I hope was a reassuring way.

I was rolled around the building for a while. The vantage point disorienting. They had strapped my head and back,...