Johnathon POV
I'm hurrying to the car, aware of Winter's condition. She might seem tough, but right now she looked like a strong wind would knock her over. The car is too far for her to walk to and I get in and drive around to the front of the hospital, violently hoping she hasn't tried to leave on her own again. I can't believe she tried to do that. She's absolutely mad and the most stubborn girl I know and I've only known her a few hours.
To my relief, she's still where I left her, and I wait, the engine running, for her to come over and get in the passenger seat. I feel bad but if I try and help she'll just refuse again. Once she's firmly buckled in, I started to slowly drive off, asking her for her address. She answers but in a dull voice, as though frightened that I'm driving her h
