Aria’s POV
It was really hard for me to fall asleep after I received that message. I couldn't help but wonder who could have sent it to me and how the accident was related to me. And what did the person mean by that question? I looked around in fear, thinking that the person might be watching me.
Earlier, I had thought about leaving the waiting room to rest in the car until 1 am, but I couldn't go there out of fear. Instead, I placed my head on the chair opposite me and after a few minutes of thinking about everything that had happened that evening, I finally drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, my alarm rang loudly, jolting me awake. It was already 1 am. I got up and walked towards one of the nurses at the reception.
“What's the name?” the nurse asked as I approached her.
“Xavier Johnson,
