After Jude got me into a top private hospital, he had his assistant get a lawyer on the line right away. He didn't come out of the conference room for 2 hours, his eyes red.
He gently smoothed my hair. "I told you to rest. Why aren't you sleeping? Don't you worry about a thing. I'll handle all of it, and I'll make whoever did this to you pay."
He even canceled his flight and barely left my side. He'd zone out looking at me, his eyes welling up. "I should've made you leave with me back then. Then you wouldn't have ended up like this…"
It sat heavy and awful in my chest, but all I could do was force a smile to reassure him. "I'm fine, really. At least I'm still alive."
Meanwhile, when Nash couldn't find me, he went to the hospital and pulled the security footage—and saw Jude had taken me
