Sloan's POV
"Where did you get that?" I whisper in disbelief.
"Off her camera. The one we found in her apartment," Detective Conway says.
"No," I shake my head, refusing to believe him. "No, she wouldn't. She...she deleted those. She wouldn't lie to me."
"If you'll come with us, I'm sure we can-"
"No! I'm not going anywhere without her!" I cry. I need to be here when she wakes up. I need her to tell me this is all some kind of misunderstanding, that she didn't lie to me.
"We'll have you back here by dark, I promise."
I look through the windows of the doors in front of us. She's back there, fighting for her life. Alone. Even if she betrayed me, even if she's still holding on to those photos, I still don't want to leave her like this.
I sigh and look down. "I have to be here whe
