Sabrina’s POV
After we left the hospital, neither of us spoke.
But the moment, we reached the parked sedan in the corner of the concrete structure, the silence finally broke.
"Damn it!" Logan roared as he swung his leg back and kicked the passenger side door of his car with all his might. But it didn't seem to satisfy him. He grabbed his hair with both hands, pacing in circle.
"Eight years, Sabrina!" He yelled with pure frustration. "She lost eight f*****g years of her damn life! Are you kidding me? A literal brain injury? What are the odds?!
I crossed my arms over my chest to ward off the cold and watched him lose his mind. But I kept my expression perfectly neutral. I had spent years perfecting the mask of Wendy’s sweet, supportive best friend but out here in the dark, I didn't ha
