The security guards swiftly dragged the screaming fans out of the room, and the chaotic scene finally settled into a tense quiet.
Christian lay in his hospital bed, angry red welts marking his face where objects had struck him. He forced himself up, leaning on his elbows just as Chloe walked through the door.
"Chloe... you came to see me, didn't you? I knew you still cared..." His voice was hoarse, thick with pathetic, groveling hope.
"I wasn't in my right mind before. I was wrong. Just give me one more chance. I swear I'll never do anything like this again..."
Chloe looked down at him. Her eyes held absolutely no warmth, staring at him as though he were a completely inconsequential stranger.
Two uniformed police officers stepped into the room from behind her. They approached the bed,
