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."

I thought, confused and a bit hurt. Had he really taken my previous words to heart and decided to stay away as some

to joke, seeing my concern. "Is he all you're worried about as

to lighten the mood did little to ease my

he go alone? When did he leave?" I

sure, but don't worry. If he managed to get you to safety, he can handle them," Dustin said

Before overhearing that

he was just a regular guy to

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

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

suspicions," Dustin admitted, meeting

I asked, though I immediately felt foolish for asking. Why

his reasons. You should hear him out," Dustin suggested kindly,

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