Mirella POV
Seeing Kyle after that moment with Erin made me feel both older… and a little naughty.
But if I was being honest with myself…
I had to admit the truth.
Erin was the reason that damn accident had happened.
He was the reason I was lying in this hospital bed.
Yet…
He was also the man who had just bought me my dream car.
A pink Mercedes-Benz G 63 AMG Brabus 800.
Even now, I was still struggling to process it.
That wasn’t an ordinary car.
It wasn’t simply expensive.
It was worth more than I had ever imagined owning, especially after spending years driving my old mom van.
Looking down at the paperwork resting in my lap, I watched as Kyle picked up the clipboard at the end of my bed.
The two young women who had walked in with him quietly took seats nearby, each carrying
