Chapter 59

Willow’s POV

I swear it was only a few seconds- milliseconds even.

First I was tumbling off the leather sofa, watching a river of hot oozing blood travel down my legs, the next, I’m here in this bed hooked up to some stupid monitor and- ugh, is that a diaper?

“He-hello?” I croak out reaching up for the ceiling, feeling cool liquids from the IV attached to me flow through my veins. It feels like there’s water dripping down my arm, but in reality, it’s all on the inside.

Sighing deeply with no response from anyone, I begin to carefully turn my head to see where I am. And where you may ask? Ha, well the last place I’d like to be, that is. This stupid stupid room where I’ve made one too many mistakes with a man named Maddox.