Alessandro Morelli
I burst into the hospital holding Dahlia’s limp, pale body, “I need a doctor! I need a doctor now!” I yelled and the nurses sprang into action, checking her pulse and other things. “Is she okay? She is going to be alive right?” I asked the nurses.
“It’s a big leap but we’ll do the best we can.” The nurse answered.
“Isn’t this Blossom Summers the woman who is wanted in connection to the murder of the governor?” Another nurse asked.
I grabbed her by her scrubs, “you will do everything you can to save her or I’ll be the one to kill you.” I whispered in her ear and when I put her down, she looked up, fear in her eyes and she scurried off.
I took a seat on the waiting area, I was covered in blood, I was feeling shitty as she expected me to have her back and I didn’t. I’m
