GABRIELLA
A loud bang erupts in the air. Airbags inflate and slam into my face, hot and hard, snapping my head back. A sharp, acrid smell fills the car, stinging my nose and traveling a slow path down my throat. My eyes remain shut, my body still for an uncountable number of minutes.
Until I hear the front door being ripped open. Until I feel his presence beside me.
The airbag deflates slowly, creating room for me to twist my body and get the hell out of here.
Not so fast, now.
I peel my eyes open to see Leon’s eyes taking me in. The dark glasses are gone, leaving me exposed to the brunt of his sharp, stabbing gaze. Earlier, I wanted to see his eyes. Now, I want them covered back up. The way he looks at me, his eyes cold and clinical, assessing me for any injuries or scratches like
