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."

confused and a bit hurt. Had he really taken my previous words to

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

to lighten the mood did little to ease

alone? When did

he managed to get you to

Before overhearing that

regular guy to me. But after,

truly knew Ernest. It appeared I

I took a few

had our suspicions," Dustin admitted,

asked, though I immediately felt foolish for asking. Why should others inform

his reasons. You should hear him out," Dustin

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