Onika's POV...
I stared at Agustin's pale figure laying on the hospital bed, IV line attached to his wrist, his eyes closed, a small frown on his forehead. Even with his eyes closed he looked troubled. I took few calming breaths to remind myself that he is fine now. I have been sitting beside his bed since past five hours now, and he haven't moved a muscle.
He is looking so lifeless at the moment....my heart cringed at the thought. I think this is why Jacob didn't take me with him, he already knew how it's going to be. Thank God Jacob reached there on time, if not for him... I don't even want to think about it.
I have never wanted something so desperately as I want for him to open his hazel eyes and look back at me. I brought my hand to his cheek, tracing a large bruise at the side of h
