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

hurt you," Dustin tried to joke, seeing my concern. "Is he all

the mood did little

he go alone? When did he

get you to safety, he

Before overhearing that

about Ernest and the Collins family, he was just a regular guy to me. But after, it seemed like he had

remembered being asked if I truly knew Ernest. It

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

suspicions," Dustin admitted, meeting

immediately felt foolish for asking. Why should others

must have his reasons. You should hear

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