ADRIANA'S POV
The guards quickly obliged, and they helped Daciana to lift me off the bed. They carried me out of the room and down the passageway to the hospital. Daciana walked beside us, holding my hand and talking to me softly, trying to keep me conscious.
The guards were surprised by Daciana's actions, but they knew better than to question her. They quickly followed her orders and made sure that they did as she said. They helped carry me down the edifice and wedged me into Daciana's auto.
The car was a sleek black Mercedes-Benz, with a shiny exterior that glistens in the sunlight. The body was sleek and aerodynamic, with a curved design that gives it a sporty look. The car sat low to the ground, with large alloy wheels that gave it an aggressive stance. The windows were tinted, prov
