Chapter 163 Burns Continues

• For a split second, I pondered how much it would have hurt him if I hadn't woken up from my slumber. The idea of Tyrone returning to the dark regions where I had first discovered him at the beginning of my senior year made me shudder and hurt in my chest. He didn't deserve to be any more grievously affected than I was. Our share had arrived already, more than enough to last us a lifetime. I pondered whether I had been conscious when they wheeled me into the ambulance, recalling the blurry details of the accident that I could still vaguely recall. Despite being confident that I wouldn't survive the accident, I threw myself over Tyrone's body and told him I loved him. After that, I can't seem to recall anything.
• Breaking the quiet, I cleared my throat. "How many days were you unconscious for?"
• He looked at my face, tilting his head to the side, and then answered.