Chapter 94 The Man I Loved Is Dead?

Zandra Valderrama POV

I awake with a start.

There’s a blinding, throbbing pain in my chest, just below my left shoulder. I can’t make sense of my surroundings. Everything’s too loud, too bright. Confusion makes the room spin and fear makes my blood run cold. What just happened? How did I get here?

“Easy, Zandy,” Aunt Natalya says as she hooks me up to a blood bag. O-positive, according to the sticker slapped on the front. “It was a high caliber round, so the bullet went right through you. You lost a lot of blood, but you’re lucky it missed all your important organs. Four inches lower and it would have pierced your heart.”

Aunt Natalya is speaking perfectly clearly, but I don’t understand a word coming out of her mouth. Is it because of the shock? The pain? Probably both.

I groan. “What happened?”

“Relax, sweetheart,” Dad says. He’s at my bedside, his brows steepled together in grave concern.

My uncles are here. So are Mom Amara, Alessandra, and Jovito. It’s a miracle my room is big en