Constance
When I awoke, I was surrounded by white walls and a monitor beeping lightly beside me. I knew instantly that I had made it to the hospital. I’m not sure how long I’d been out or who even got me here, but I was thankful. It must have meant that we weren’t in immediate danger, and Diego must have stopped looking. My mom wouldn’t have brought me here if she thought we were still being hunted.
As I began to move a little, I heard shifting from beside me. I turned to see mom sitting in the reclining chair next to mind, seeming to have just woken up herself. She now had a bandage on her head covering the gash created by the accident, but she still seemed weak and tired, just as I felt.
“Hey, honey. I’m glad you are awake. How are you feeling?”
I wasn’t sure how I was feeling. My bo
