Two broken ribs, bruises all over her upper body, a gun wound on the leg and a possible drug insertion. A miscarriage and a possible concussion.
That's what the doctor said, after examining Evelyn. She hasn't woken up since she got back last night, with Caspian. Dominic hasn't left her side, since then.
"I can't go to sleep," I whispered, snuggled in Jackson's chest. He hummed quietly, wrapping his arms around me.
"It's all over now, my love. She's back home and in due time, she'll be alright," Jackson said rubbing my back soothingly. "Everything will be alright now,"
I want to believe him. I want to hold onto those words. But I can't.
"I don't think this is over, baby," I looked up at Jackson.
"Avel's dead," Jackson pointed out.
"What about that man? The one that was taking
