Kane.
My eyes open to a jolt of pain in my chest, and as I try to make sense of where I am, a surge of panic rushes through me, my thoughts consumed by Ella’s well-being.
When I attempted to sit up, a sharp, piercing pain radiated from my chest, shooting through to my back. Making me groan out in pain.
“Hey, it’s alright baby, stay still,” Ella’s voice reassures me, instantly putting me at ease. I turn my head and realise she’s right beside me.
When her eyes meet mine, I see a whirlwind of emotions: guilt, pain, fear, anger. It’s all there, hidden within her piercing blue gaze, and it fills me with disdain.
“I think the pain medication from the hospital has worn off. Do you need some more?”
Words elude me as I attempt to answer; my throat is dry and my body feels as though it has bee
