All Chapters of My Safest Danger : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Skylar's POVI knocked on Joan's door, and a few minutes later, she opened it, holding a black fascinator.My eyes moved over her fitted black dress as I stepped inside. She walked toward the mirror and fixed the fascinator in her hair before turning toward me.“You left my last text unanswered.” She pointed toward the pillow in my hand. “And why are you coming to my room with a pillow?”“It's a long story, but this is odd.” I looked over her dress again. “Are you attending a funeral?”“It's a wedding, actually.” She pulled out a mascara from her bag and turned toward the mirror, applying it to her lashes. “Someone pissed me off this morning, so I decided to do a little shopping afterward.”“If I'm not mistaken, the only person who pissed you off this morning was Ava, and that's because you went looking for trouble.” I lowered the pillow against my side. “How did you even burst their car tires?”“Come on, that cheater is exaggerating.” She placed the mascara back on the table and face

Damien's POV She looked like she wanted to say something, but kept shut. We walked in silence until we stepped outside.I cleared my throat. “Marco has gone to your friend. They're getting their things ready, while Olivia is taking care of yours.”She stopped, her brows drawing together. “Wait, we're really leaving? Right now?” Her gaze lifted to the sky before settling back on me. “Have you checked the weather forecast?”“There's nothing wrong with the weather.” I slipped my hand into my pocket as I continued toward the parking lot. “The crew is waiting for us at the airport. But before we leave, I need to show you something.”My eyes dropped to her right hand. I reached for it and turned her palm over, examining some faint marks on her hand. “Skylar, who did this to you?”She pulled her hand free and stared down at it.“By any chance…” I looked from her knuckles to her face. “Was it the man in there?”She let out a nervous laugh and lowered her hands at her sides. “Come on, it's n

Skylar's POVI raised my head from Jace's chest, watching as the paramedics lifted Damien onto the stretcher and rushed him into the ambulance.Those dark, annoying eyes were closed, with blood all over his body. I wanted him to open them. To lift his head, climb down from the stretcher, laugh at me and tell me it was nothing. Bile rose to my throat, and I bent forward, vomiting.A hand gripped my shoulder, pulling me upright. Joan stood over me, her eyes moving across my bloodstained clothes while Jace watched us, keeping a distance. A paramedic grabbed my elbow, helping me toward the second ambulance.Joan climbed in beside me, squeezing my fingers until I drifted into sleep.I woke up to a female doctor leaning down beside me. She inserted a needle into my vein while another checked the bruising along my ribs.“Is she going to be okay?” Joan asked, turning to the doctor.The doctor nodded, squeezing my saline bag. “She's going to be fine.”I sat upright, wincing at the pain all ov

Skylar's POV Damien lay on the bed with wires attached to his chest, connected to a monitor beside him. A doctor sat on the edge of the bed, checking the bandages around his head. My gaze moved over him, from the IV attached to his hand to the bandage wrapped around his shoulder. He looked terrible, but he was breathing. That's all that matters. The doctor who had been outside entered the room and cleared his throat, drawing Damien's attention. Damien's eyes lifted and locked onto mine. I had imagined seeing him open those eyes, but now that he was awake and staring at me, I couldn't move an inch. He tilted his head, his eyes traveling over me. “Who is she?” My fingers curled around the doorknob. He didn't remember me? The doctor straightened from the bed and motioned toward the door. “Maybe you should wait outside for a moment.” I turned toward the door, wiping away my tears. It's all my fault. “Sky. Where do you think you're going?” My head snapped back toward him. He beck