Chapter 3Naomi's POVThe first thing I noticed upon waking up was that the world was way too loud. The hum of the fluorescent lights above me sounded like a swarm of angry bees, and the smell of antiseptic was so strong it actually made my eyes water.Then, the memory hit me: the roof, the fall, those deep, impossible blue eyes.I bolted upright, and a sharp pain flared in my side, reminding me that Jax had basically used my ribs as a drum kit yesterday. I didn't care.I scanned the room, but the only person there was a nurse at a desk, typing away and looking bored out of her mind."You’re awake," she said, not even looking up. "Lie back down, Naomi. You’ve got a concussion and three cracked ribs. You’re lucky to be alive.""Where is he?" I asked, my voice sounding like I had been swallowing sandpaper all night. "The man. The one who brought me here."The nurse finally looked at me, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "Nobody brought you here, honey. One of the night guards found you pas
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