The headlights flared. The engine revved.
Panic crushed my chest—they were going to run me over.
“Stop!”
Someone rushed toward me, but before I could see who it was, darkness swallowed everything.
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When I opened my eyes again, the sharp scent of disinfectant filled my nose. Bandages wrapped tightly around my head, and every breath stabbed my chest with pain.
“Aria… you’re awake.”
Thorne stood beside the bed. He looked exhausted, dark shadows beneath his eyes. He exhaled deeply when he saw me conscious.
“It’s over now,” he said gently. “I investigated everything. It was a medical misunderstanding—they mistook you for Lilith. I’ve already had them arrested. You’re safe.”
His tenderness made my stomach twist.
“Does your head still hurt?” he asked softly. “Try moving a bit. Tell me if anything feels wrong.”
His phone rang. I recognized the ringtone immediately—it was her. For once, he ignored it and instead clasped my hand tightly, as if I were precious.
I tried to pull away. He wouldn’t let go.
“Thorne,” I whispered, “if I told you I heard that man say he was acting on Lilith’s orders… would you believe me?”