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My dad gives a sharp whistle, stopping us both. “Stand down, Ink,” he tells his SAA. I let out a relieved sigh, ignoring the hard stare he gives each of us as he stands back, allowing me entrance into the ambulance. The sirens sound as I sit next to her, holdingher hand the entire trip to the hospital, vowing I won’t ever let her go again.
CHAPTER TEN
Seraphina
The loud beeping jolts me awake, instantly telling me I’m in the hospital. I frown and look around the dark room; immediately touching my hand to my stomach as I am reminded of what happened and why I ended up here.
Someone set fire to my home.
With my daughter and me inside. And I knew exactly who that someone was.
Angelo has found us.
A whimper escapes past my lips, and I lean my thumb on the call button for the nurse. Tears I couldn’t stop, cascade down my cheeks. Within minutes, a nurse arrives,
“Willow, my little girl.” I demand, my throat too sore to speak.
“I’ll get the doctor for you,” she promises before leaving the room.
“She’s fine, Everleigh’s with her. You kept her safe.?” a soft voice says, and I gasp aloud when Zoe comes into view.
“Thank you. And please tell Everleigh thanks as well. I-I didn’t s-see you there,” I stammer. Nerves suddenly jangling in my belly.
“Obviously,” my friend replies dryly, sitting down in the chair placed next to the bed. “What happened, Sera?” she demands of me. “What kind of trouble are you in?”
“What do you mean?” I narrow my gaze at her, unable to stop the cough from assailing my body. She gets to her feet and shoves a straw into my mouth
“Drink!” She orders, and I gratefully take a few pulls of the straw. Putting the cup down, she sits in the chair by the bed.“Don’t lie to me. I heard the guys talking. They’re saying the fire was deliberately lit.”
Zoe gives me an expectant look, waiting for me to say something. Just as I open my mouth to speak, the nurse returns with the doctor in tow. Saved by the bell.
What would I have said, anyway? Oh, my sociopath of a step brother has been obsessed with me for years, and now he wants to murder me?.
“Good to see you awake, Ms. Bianchi,” the older doctor says kindly, and I can’t help but smile back. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m okay,” I answer vaguely. Apart from the smoke inhalation and worrying about my child, I feel fine. I want to ask about my baby, but not while Zoe’s standing there.
“You’ve suffered severe smoke inhalation, but that seems to be subsiding. I believe the baby’s fine. But we’ll have more of a definitive answer once we get an ultrasound done,” he explains. I keep my eyes on the doctor, unable to look at my friend, I didn’t want to see the look of betrayal I knew would be on her face.
“We’ll know more soon. Also, you have a few people out in the waiting room wanting to see you.” He smiles again and walks out.
“You’re pregnant?” Zoe demands.
I shrug. “It seems so. What happened?”
Zoe sighs deeply, realizing she wouldn’t be getting any answers from me. “Your house caught on fire. Ky saved you.”
I frown. “Ky?” So, it wasn’t a dream. He was there in front of me before I fainted.
“Yes. He apparently broke down your door with no concern for himself and got you out. He even rode with you in the ambulance.”
“My house? My house is gone?” I whisper, willing myself not to cry. Zoe lays down beside me and wraps her arms around me.
“Don’t cry. At least you and Willow are safe. We’ll figure the rest out.” She croons. I fall asleep sniffling.
The next time I wake up, Ink is sitting beside my bed. I squash down the disappointment I feel at it not being Ky there instead.
“Hey,” I greet, my voice still gravelly and my throat sore.