Brianna’s POV
I stared at the man in front of me. my heart was pounding so violently in my chest that it felt like it would burst out of my ribs. The world around me spun as my legs buckled, and I collapsed to my knees on the cold ground.
He had shifted. Right in front of us. His face—the one I had thought belonged to my father—melted away like wax, and in its place was a stranger. A stranger with dark, piercing eyes and a crooked scar running down the side of his jaw.
I felt sick.
He was the man who tried to kill me in the hospital. But how? And why?
“I’m so stupid,” I whispered, more to myself than anyone else.
Trevor stepped forward instantly, crouching beside me. “Bri, no. Don’t say that.”
But I couldn’t stop. My chest ached like something had broken open. I couldn’t help but f
