The reporters’ cameras were practically shoved into our faces. His bodyguards quickly surrounded us and started pushing us back into the car. But just as I was about to climb in, a searing pain exploded across my back and it felt like my skin was being torn open.
Someone in the crowd screamed, "It’s sulfuric acid!"
The crowd scattered in chaos. I collapsed into the seat, completely unable to move.
Luca shouted in panic, "Drive! Get to the hospital now! And go find out who did this!"
My body was limp with weakness. Luca held me in his arms, terrified to even touch my back.
His hands and voice were trembling. "Zara, it’s okay. You’re going to be okay."
I closed my eyes, exhausted. If I had the chance to go back ten years, I would never have fallen in love with Luca.
