VERA’S POV

I thought I was going to die.

The pain that tore through me when I fell down the stairs felt like it reached my bones and veins. I couldn’t tell where I was. I didn’t want to go any farther down this dark tunnel I felt myself sinking into.

As I slowly started to gather myself, the world around me came into blurry focus. The memories flooded back, and my heavy eyelids fluttered open.

The first thing I saw was a chiseled face filled with worry and sadness. Jack. He sat by my bedside, watching me like a guardian angel. If this were before the incident, I might...