Lisa’s POV
At first, I genuinely thought I was seeing the wrong thing, because there was no way, I mean no actual way. The smile that had been threatening to stay on my face ever since Ethan woke up disappeared instantly, my fingers tightened unconsciously around my phone as I stared at the screen again, stunned. It was a picture, a horrifying picture. The image remained there, Ethan… he was inside the wrecked car, blood running down the side of his face. His eyes were closed, his head tilted unnaturally against shattered glass. There was no mask on, no protection whatsoever, no mystery… just Ethan in his own blood, completely exposed. My stomach twisted violently, that I almost puked. The picture was too close, it wasn’t like something taken from a distance by random people gathering aft
