Chapter 70 Trusting The Wrong Man
- Caspian ~
- The back of the hospital reeked of metal and a lot of unsanitary waste. I’d puke if I weren't already trying to be unnoticeable.
- I stood beneath the dull orange light, pacing, every nerve in my body thrumming with rage. My fists were still red, Rhett’s blood drying in the creases of my fingers.