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“I am so sorry, baby girl. I did this. This is my fault, and I am so sorry.” Tears streamed down my face, and I didn’t care.

Some men in uniforms came to take her away, but I wouldn’t let her go until Luc put his arms around me and pulled me away.

“Let them help her,” he said over and over.

I still didn’t breathe until one shouted, “I have a pulse!”

“Save her,” I yelled. “Do whatever it takes, spare no expense, just save her.”

One of the paramedics looked at me, her blonde hair in a high ponytail and her face and body covered in soot.

“Sir, if you want to come to the hospital with us, be ready to go the second the ambulance gets here, but stay out of our way.”

“What hospital?” Luc asked, still holding me back.

They shouted something I couldn’t hear, and Luc pulled me away.

“No, I want to go with her. She will be scared if she wakes up.”

“There is no way you are going to stay out of their way. We are going to get there before them and make sure they know who is coming in and the best doctors are ready.”

In the next second, Luc threw me in the back of the car, and we pulled out as the ambulance pulled in.

Luc got behind the wheel and drove like a madman. The ambulance ended up a few blocks behind us. Luc used their siren to help clear the way.

“We are going to make him pay for this,” Luc promised.

“As soon as she is safe,” I agreed. “Not until I know she is going to be okay.”

“She will be,” Luc said, taking another tight corner, ignoring how his back tires spun out just a little. “She is going to make it because you refused to give up on her.”

“I will never give up on her. She is strong and a fighter. She has already survived so much. I will spend the rest of my life making this up to her.”

We pulled up to the emergency room, and I bolted out of the car before it even came to a full stop, marching into the ER like I owned the place, because I practically did.

In seconds, I had the medical chief calling the best trauma team together.

It didn’t make me feel better when I saw Stella’s limp body on that gurney with the blonde paramedic straddling her hips, performing CPR.

“Do not let her die,” I said under my breath, unsure if I was talking to the doctors or threatening God himself.

CHAPTER 38

LUCIAN

“We have done all we can,” the doctor said as they wheeled Stella into the room I had prepared for her. “The rest is up to her. If she wakes up in the next few days, we will be able to see how much, if any permanent brain damage was done by the impact.”

“If she doesn’t?” I asked, knowing I didn’t want to know the answer, but needing to hear it.

“Let’s just do everything we can to make sure she does.” The doctor patted my arm in what I assumed was meant to be a reassuring and not condescending way.

“Fine.”

I wasn’t going to argue with him. The man had been overseeing her surgeries personally. For him, it had been twelve hours of grueling work. For me, it had been twelve hours of hell.

Luc stayed as long as he could, and when he left, Olivia came and stayed with me for a while, and then Charlotte.

I didn’t remember what we talked about if anything.

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