Casey
Letizia didn’t leave my side the entire time the doctors and nurses tended to me. Myya had rushed into the room to take a look and her face had contorted with dread and fear.
“Where is Ryan?” She scanned the room.
“He’s on his way,” Letizia said calmly.
“How did this happen?” Myya held my arm gently.
“That’s something I’d like to know as well,” she moved herself from against the wall and stood at the end of the hospital bed.
I looked at Myya and then at the other doctors and nurses. She seemed to understand because her eyes clouded over and each and every one of them left the room.
Both Letizia and Myya waited patiently as I searched for the right way to tell them what had happened. Taking a deep breath I was going to tell them what had happened at the theater when a roar sou
