Chapter 83 - Dash Bolton

Dash POV

“Where is Grace?” Marie says as soon as she enters the waiting room where we were told to wait for news of Grace. “Where is she? How is she?” Marie keeps bombarding me with questions and before I am able to reply Jagger replies.

“She’s inside, the doctors are with her,” Jagger lets out and her eyes move from me to Jagger and then back to me. She shakes her head as tears spill down her cheek and I pull her into an embrace. I know the woman used to hate me, but I also know she has come to like me.

“She is going to be okay,” I whisper against the top of her head as she nods slightly. “She is a fighter, and she is going to pull through,” I say, trying to convince the both of us. I know Grace is fighting. The doctor told us they had to give her blood and take care of open wounds.

“How did you find her?” Marie asks and I shake my head as she pulls away from me and her eyes meet mine. Her eyes are a reflection of fear and tiredness. “Where was she? Why isn’t the police here?” She