CARLOTTA
Opening my eyes, my vision slowly settled with the light. At first, everything was blurry. Then, shapes took form.
Kia's face hovered above me.
His eyes, warm and gentle.
"Carlotta?" he whispered.
I tried to speak, but my voice cracked.
Kia's hand stroked my cheek.
"Welcome back," he said, smiling.
Memories flooded me.
The warehouse.
Fiona's attack.
Rushing kia to the hospital.
I sat up, wincing at the pain.
Kia helped me settle against the pillows.
"Easy," he said. "You've been out for a while."
I glanced around.
Hospital room.
Monitors beeping.
"Fiona?" I asked.
Kia's expression turned grim.
"The police are searching for her."
I nodded.
Determination burned within me.
Fiona would pay.
For hurting me.
For everything.
Kia's hand intertwined with mine.
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