PENELOPE’S POV
“Tell me it is a dream,” I begged Nate. I was getting weaker and my heart pounded louder.
“He is in the emergency room. You should come,” She urged before hanging up.
It was all my fault, I should have protected him. That is all I thought as tears formed at the slit end of my eyes.
“Hey, talk to me baby, what has happened?” Tony inquired.
“My boyfriend Tristan has been stabbed and Nate thinks that he will not make out of that fiasco alive,” I explained my lips trembling in pain.
“You had a boyfriend?” I could see his lips thinning in anger.
“Please Tony, I am not in a position to talk about him right now. I will tell you everything once I see him. Please do me that favor of driving me to the hospital,” I begged.
“I thought you would wait for me,” He pounded.
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