Her fingers trembled and her leg kept bouncing up and down, Serafina felt utterly out of control as her breathing came in hard pants, her hands smeared in blood with a streak running down her cheek. Letting out a ragged breath, she wiped at the tears that fell, her stomach churning with her throat dry like a desert, worry consuming her mind as to how Alessio was doing.
She feared the ambulance was too late because by the time they had arrived, Alessio had passed out and his breathing shallowed to being almost non-existent.
He was wounded, for protecting her.
She didn't know where her parents were; as a matter of fact, she did not know where anyone was. Looking around her surroundings, she found herself seated in the waiting room, unfamiliar faces around her, none of them seeing the turm
