Aysha POVI woke up to white ceiling tiles and a pain so deep in my chest that I couldn't tell where my body ended and the ache began.For a moment I didn't know where I was. The room smelled like antiseptic and something faintly floral, lavender maybe, coming from somewhere I couldn't place. Machines hummed quietly beside me. A drip line ran into the back of my hand.I tried to sit up and immediately regretted it."Hey, hey, easy." A voice I hadn't heard in years, low and familiar, cut through the fog. "Don't move too fast."I turned my head slowly and found Diego sitting beside the bed, elbows on his knees, looking like he hadn't slept in days."Diego." My voice came out cracked and strange."You're safe," he said, before I could ask anything else. "You're safe. I've got you.""What happened." I tried to remember, tried to pull the pieces together. Adrian. Mira. The divorce papers. My car. Headlights closing in fast in the mirror. "The car. Someone hit me.""Someone tried to kill yo
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