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CHAPTER 70
RUBY JUNE When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the sterile white walls, the sharp scent of antiseptic lingering in the air. It took me a moment to realize I was in the hospital. My body felt heavy, the pain in my head throbbing dully. As I tried to move, I felt a warm hand grip mine gently. I turned my head and saw Charles sitting by my bedside. His face was etched with worry, his eyes bloodshot, as if he hadn’t slept in days. As soon as he saw me awake, relief washed over him. "Ruby," he breathed, leaning forward. "How are you feeling? God, I was so worried. You should not have done that. You should not have tried to save me, you could have died." His voice cracked, and I could hear the guilt weighing on him. I blinked, but I did not say anything. I didn’t know what
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