Still Miguel’s POV

“Keep your eyes open, I need you to look at me. You can’t shut your eyes, just keep your eyes on me, listen to my voice, just listen to me. You’ll be fine, I promise.” I told her softly. I had one hand on the steering wheel while my other hand was stretched towards her, holding her hand. She has lost so much blood and she looks as pale as a ghost.

“I… I… It hurts… It hurts so badly, I can’t take it anymore. I… I… I can’t bear it anymore. G… G… Get help Miguel… I… I… I… need help… Help…” She cried out in...