Chapter 11
Priya pov
The hospital room was too quiet. Just the steady beep of the monitor, the soft hiss of something feeding through the IV line, and Kayla, small and still in a bed that seemed too big for her.
I sat in the chair beside her, knees pulled up, arms wrapped around them, watching her chest rise and fall in slow, even breaths. It was the only proof I had that she was actually okay. I kept watching it anyway, like looking away might make it stop.
My phone buzzed against my thigh every few minutes, texts from half the school asking what happened, and I ignored every single one.
The door burst open so fast it startled me out of my seat.
"Kayla…." Her aunt froze two steps into the room, one hand flying to her mouth, eyes already glassy, already spilling over before she'd e
