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All I can see is the flames, the blood on my hands. Keller’s face as the ceiling collapsed.
Kai’s lifeless body.
Fear takes over.
“Hey, stay with me, baby.”
“Hmm,” is all I manage to say before I fail to keep my eyes open any longer.
“We need to keep monitoring her, Mr. Falcone. Your fiancé has had surgery and inhaled a lot of smoke.” The woman sounds like she’s on her last leg of patience.
His voice is rough. “You said the scans showed no lasting damage. So why the fuck isn’t she waking up?”
“Because she isn’t ready, sir.”
My eyes flutter open at the commotion. I squeeze Frankie’s hand and he turns to me, his red eyes meeting mine.
“Zara.”
“Frankie.”My throat is so dry, it hurts to talk.
“How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?” His hand cups my cheek and I lean into his touch.
“Everything.” I try to laugh, but it sends pain shooting through my ribs.
“Do you remember what happened, Zara?” the woman doctor asks, stepping forward next to Frankie.
“There was an explosion. Keller, he dived on top of me. Maddie and Sienna–” I start to tremble, tears sliding down my face. “Please tell me they’re okay, Frankie.”
“Shhh, yes. They’re both fine.” His thumb wipes the droplet from my skin.
“What about Keller?”
He took the brunt of the force. I don’t remember much else.
“He’s had surgery. We’re waiting for him to wake up.” Frankie hesitates, as if he’s holding back.
A sliver of fear shivers through me. “How bad is it?”
“His prognosis could be better.” He leans closer. “Kai never made it though, Zara.”
A sob catches in my throat. Frankie joins me on the bed, holding my hands. “It’s going to be alright.”
“The baby?” I all but whisper.
I hold my breath, waiting for the next blow. I don’t know how much more I can handle before I break.
Frankie’s face pales, grief written all over it.
“No,” I cry out. “Don’t say it.”
I let out a whoosh of air, and the tears flow freely.
Frankie carefully wraps his arms around me, and I nuzzle my face into his chest.
“I’m sorry, Frankie. I’m so fucking sorry.”
He sucks in a breath and hugs my head against his chest, my sorrow seeping through his white shirt. How can he be so calm?
