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“I think she just blinked. Nadia? Sweetheart, can you hear me? Please wake up, sweetheart. God, baby, please wake up.”
“Give her time.”
“Will she be okay?” His voice was hoarse.
I couldn’t feel my body. It was numb . . . or broken? The only consciousness was that of my sluggish and addled brain. What kind of drugs did they give me? Do I only have a head left? Is that why I can’t feel anything else? How will I move? Oh, God, no more s*x. I should have had s*x with Caleb and Greyson when I had the chance.
“She’s whimpering. Is she in pain? Can you give her anything?”
“I’ll give her a little more. She’ll be out for a few hours.”
“Nadia, sweetheart, I’ll be right here. I’m not going anywhere. You’ll be okay, I promise.”
Where am I? I cracked my eyes open to darkness.
“Sweetheart?”
