“Don’t you dare die on me. Don’t you f*****g dare. I can’t lose you.”
The fierceness in the voice cut through the black. Something in Jonah turned toward it, recognizing an order when he heard one.
“The Universe did not put you in my path to take you away this soon, so wake the hell up, Jonah. I mean it. You don’t get to pull this s**t. I won’t stand for it. Wake up. Wake up! Oh God, please wake up.” The last of her words trailed off into a terrified whisper.
It was the fear that had him swimming up toward the increasing pain. He knew how to battle through pain. How to get to the other side. Never mind that he felt like absolute s**t. Rachel was afraid, and he couldn’t let that stand.
Why did everything smell like smoke? And what the hell was that beeping?
His eyelids weighed a thousa
