Chapter 4

I don’t know how long it was before I opened my eyes again.

Blinding white light filled my vision. The smell of antiseptic burned my nostrils.

Before I could even process where I was, a slap cracked across my face.

Smack—

My head snapped to the side. My ears rang.

“How long are you going to keep this up?”

Elio Fiore stood beside the hospital bed, his expression terrifyingly dark.