"Would you finally see me if I were gone? Would you love me if I were miles away?"
Hunter’s heart pounded in his chest as he sprinted through the hospital’s sliding doors, his clothes soaked by the rain. His breath came in ragged gasps, his face as hard as stone. The sterile antiseptic scent filled his nostrils, making the moment all too real. Did she have to take it this far to get his attention? Could she be more despicable than she already was? Getting into an accident to draw him out—and then what? Hope that he would pity her and comfort her? She was in for a surprise because nothing she did would make him go back to her. But then, he hoped the accident wasn't as serious as Dave had painted it so that he could tell her his mind once again and hope she would finally let him go without
