ZARA.
When I woke up, the first thing that hit me was the very bright light threatening to blind me. Then the feeling of Chase's hand in mine which calmed me instantly.
And finally, the sharp pain at the bottom of my abdomen.
Everything was still pretty blurry to me, but I was slowly piecing back the memories one after the other. From the pain I felt in the early hours of the morning to sitting in my own pool of blood and then falling unconscious minutes later.
I had no idea what was happening, but I also didn't want to believe that a simple stomach ache had led me here. What if I was dying?
"Snookums," Chase's voice pulled me out from my thoughts. He was hovering above me, his eyes red and tired, his voice a groggy whisper. He looked... disheveled. "Hey," he brought our clasped han
