"You're a very, very lucky girl, Alexa. Most people don't come out of this kind of thing alive," the doctor tells me as he hands me my discharge papers. "Make sure to drink plenty of liquids and just relax for a while. Nothing stressful. You need to keep your heart rate as normal as possible."
"Got it," I say, flashing him a fake smile and giving him a thumbs up.
Sloan pushes my wheelchair out of the room and down the hallway. Everyone we pass by is watching him, whispering and pointing. They're probably making all sorts of accusations, especially since the photos of us at Pulse leaked a few days ago. I can only imagine what they're thinking.
She's too plain for him.
What does he see in her?
Aww, look at Sloan Cole helping that poor homeless girl. He is such a humanitaria
