When I woke up, Dustin Wagner was by my side, telling me I had been out cold for three days. He'd been here every day, so I figured Ernest Collins must have been here too.

He had said he'd come right over when we spoke on the phone.

"Here, have some water," Dustin said, bringing the cup to my lips.

I looked at him, my voice barely a whisper. "Where's Ernest?"

Dustin's expression stiffened a bit. "Drink some water first."

The way he dodged the question sent a shiver down my spine, my throat aching even more. "He didn't come, did he?"

"That's not it," Dustin said, sitting at the edge of my bed. "He was here."

is he now? Shouldn't he be here?" I thought, confused and a bit hurt. Had he really taken my previous words to heart and decided to

Probably went to handle those who hurt you," Dustin tried to joke, seeing my concern. "Is he all you're worried about as soon as

mood did little to

he go alone? When did he

not sure, but don't worry. If he managed to get you to safety, he can handle

Before overhearing that

just a regular guy to me. But after, it seemed like

Ernest. It appeared I didn't, not as well as

Dustin, I took a few sips. "So, you

suspicions," Dustin admitted, meeting my

you tell me?" I asked, though I immediately felt foolish for asking. Why should others

hear

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