Chapter Twelve

GYPSY'S POV

My eyes finally snap open only to be assailed by blinding lights. I groan.

“The lights...the lights.”

I hear a deep male voice, then some shuffling and moving around. Finally, the light on my eyelids is not so intense anymore.

I open them to find Mr. Forestry standing at the foot of my bed. “What... What happened? What am I...”

The events suddenly play in my mind like a horror movie. Enzo saying those mean things to me. I being hurt and deciding to leave. Seeing the white Aston, the guy pointing the gun at Enzo. I shouting Enzo's name and running to push him aside only to feel the excruciating pain in my ribs.

The pain. The breathlessness. The feeling like my soul is being ripped out of my body. I've never been so scared.

My breaths are heavy all of a sudden. Enzo is by my side in a second. “Hey, are you okay?”

He tries to touch me but I swat his hand away. “Don't touch me.”

“You saved my life.” He says.

“Thank you very much for the much-needed information,” I respond sar