Matthew offered a gentle smile.

“Quite the handful, your two friends.

Stella chuckled softly.

“You’re not wrong.

The next day, Miley blinked awake in the sterile white of the hospital room, a nurse meticulously replacing her IV drip.

“Ah, good morning,” the nurse chirped, noticing Miley stir.

“Any aches or pains?”

Miley had been unconscious for the whole night.

She felt fuzzy and disoriented.

Images flickered behind her eyelids-a helicopter, flashing lights, Neville.

“Where’s Neville? The man who was brought in with me.

Is he alright?”

The nurse’s smile dimmed.

“Mr.

Pierce is badly injured.

haven’t managed to wake

attempted to push

to see him,” she insisted, ignoring the protest in her

the nurse held her

boyfriend is pretty weak right

much good for you

bit,

don’t think he will be

worked, the nurse’s voice

a good girl, sticking with him

confusion etching lines across her

by illness? His

flicker of uncertainty in

realized Miley

injury…There’s something wrong, isn’t there?” Seizing on the nurse’s silence, Miley pressed

nurse met Miley’s

s@xual function for the

breath caught in

she might have said too much, quickly picked

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