LILA'S POV

Last night was a fucking disaster.

I barely got an hour of sleep, my mind is is a fucking mess, exhaustion, and the haunting image of Derrick lying in that hospital bed made me almost insane.The second I got off work, I rushed straight to the hospital to be with him.

Ava, sweet angel that she is, practically shoved me out this morning, insisting I go home and rest before work. She knew something was up. I could see it in her eyes, the concern, the silent demand for answers. And fuck, I wanted to tell her.

But how do you explain something when you can't even say...