Chapter 32 I Hate You

• Eve
• I woke up slowly, head pounding like someone had taken a hammer to it. Everything felt heavy: my eyelids, my limbs, and the fog in my brain. For a split second, I thought I was dead. The crash, the cliff, the blinding headlights. It all rushed back in a wave, and I gasped, bolting upright, or trying to. Pain shot through my ribs, forcing me back against the pillows.
• Hospital. Antiseptic smell, beeping monitors, IV line tugging at my arm.