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After I pace for what feels like hours, someone comes out and gets me.
“She is stable and awake. And asking for you.”
“Can I see her?” I gasp.
“Right this way,” she informs me, and I follow her with my heart in my hands, ready to completely hand it over to Morgan.
She leads me down never-ending hallways before stopping at a door and knocking. She pushes it open slightly, and I burst through it.
“Morgan?”
Seeing her awake and sitting up in her bed is the best thing I have ever seen.
“Oh, thank God,” I whisper and throw my arms around her.
Tears rush down my face as I rub my hands on her back.
My Little Dove. My Morgan. My fucking everything.
“Are you crying?” she whispers, pulling back enough to see my face.
Nodding, I gently cup her face and press my lips on hers. “I love you.”
Her eyes well up with tears. “I love you too.”
“Are you okay? Pain? Are they taking good care of you? Do you need any—”
“Shh. I’m okay, Cam. You saved me,” she whispers, caressing my jaw with both hands.
Our tears fall between us.
“I should’ve been there. I should’ve seen him coming.”
Her thumbs stroke my cheeks. “Trey is gone, and I am safe and alive. I would be dead right now if it wasn’t for you. Don’t you understand that? You saved my life.”
Nodding, I stare into her eyes—those perfect blue eyes. Ones I want to look into forever.
Sitting down in the chair next to her, I take her hand in mine. “The cops want to talk to you whenever you’re up for it.”
The door swings open, and we expect a nurse or doctor. But an angry Chloe Dupont bursts through the door.
Her anger fades immediately when she spots Morgan. “Oh my God. Are you okay?”
She rushes to the other side of the bed and leans over her, lightly squeezing her in a hug.
“I’m okay. Better now that Trey’s gone,” Morgan says, smiling.
“What happened?” Chloe asks.
My brave, strong girl takes a deep breath. “We were at the library, and Cam went to the bathroom, so I got up and went to sit at the table next to us to wait for him. But when it seemed like he’d been gone for too long, I kind of started freaking out. But then I heard his footsteps coming back and relaxed.” She takes a deep, shaky breath. “But it wasn’t Cam. It was Trey.”
“I’m so sorry.” Chloe takes Morgan’s other hand in hers.
I caress her still-cold fingers in mine as she continues, “H-he dragged me outside to his pickup. When I saw that truck again, it made me sick. I couldn’t get inside it.” Her eyes well up with tears. “I kicked him as hard as I could in his balls, and I ran as fast as my legs would take me to Susan’s house. But he caught up to me when we were on the lake, and when he tackled me, we fell through the ice. It was so cold. I felt like we were down there forever. We fought under the water, and I somehow got the gun from him. And I shot him. And I didn’t stop shooting until it stopped firing.”
She looks at me with fear, and I don’t know what she’s scared of right now. If it’s of judgment from me, she won’t find any here.
Nodding at her, I show her my support with my smile and kiss her hand.
