EVA'S POV
I didn’t sleep that night.
Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Daniel lying on that hospital bed, his face pale, his arm wrapped in bandages, the steady beep of the monitor echoing in my ears and behind that image was another one I couldn’t shake…Clark’s face, dark with rage, his eyes looking like they didn’t even recognize me anymore.
I sat on the edge of my bed as morning slowly crept in, my hands trembling slightly as I wrapped my arms around myself.
How did everything fall apart this fast?
One minute, I was trying to build a future that made sense.
The next, I was standing between two men who seemed determined to destroy each other and me along with them.
My phone buzzed on the bedside table.
Daniel.
I stared at the screen for a long moment before answe
