Chapter 44 The Dance
- Anna's POV
- His smile faded, and his grip on my hand tightened just a fraction. “It’s a short story,” he said softly. “You died, and then came back to life. That was what happened.”
- I pulled my hand back, shaking my head. “No, it’s not enough. I want the full story, Damon. I remember the hospital, the pain, all of it. And now I’m in Mexico, alive, with no explanation. What happened to me?”