Rodrigo Pov
I didn't want to wake Hillary up, so I just sat there quietly, admiring her. She's so beautiful. Her freckles are so darn cute. I smiled to myself while looking at her.
I heard the door creak open and Fabio came into sight. “Shhh.” I said while placing my index finger on my lip.
“Right, I have somewhere to be, so I'm going.” He whispered and I nodded. He shut the door quietly and I smiled. I realized the bandage on Hillary's wrist, she might have hurt herself intentionally to be let out.
I remember the first time I saw her, when she was almost shot dead by her boyfriend. I should've killed him. She didn't even care about the consequences, she just wanted her freedom.
She breathed out heavily and my eyes traveled to her. She started to wake up, and my heart wouldn't stop
