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One
The beeps. Why won’t someone shut off that fucking alarm?
God, such incessant beeping.
She tried to open her eyes, but they burned. Maybe she could shut it off if she could reach it. Why wouldn’t her arms move?
Why couldn’t she open her eyes?
She was dreaming. She had to be.
Just climb out now.
She’d had dreams like this before. Like someone was holding her down.
She just had to reach harder.
The beep got faster and she couldn’t suck in enough oxygen. Was she drowning? Could you drown on dry land? Was something sitting on her chest?
Was it the desk?
Why would she think it was the desk?
Nic?
Logan?
Why wouldn’t anyone help her?
Please, someone.
The beeping faded.
The dark and quiet lured.
She followed.
Two
Logan King fought against the arm that pressed him into the wall. “No.” He used all the strength he had in his upper body to push back. But the kid in the scrubs wasn’t letting him budge. “Please.”
“Mr. King. They’re helping her. You have to stay back.”
He locked eyes with the young orderly. “All right.” He struggled to see her. Fucking tall bastard was blocking his view.
The emergency room was chaos. Shouts for nurses, doctors, crash carts. None of it made any sense to him. There was only Izzy on the gurney and the rapidly growing stain of red.
Blood.
Hers.
There wasn’t any room in the main area, so they’d wheeled her into this fucking closet of a room.
