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over the man she might love.
    I swallowed a wave of bitchiness that burst to my lips. This wasn’t the time to vent my hatred for this chick at her. It was apparent that right then and there she really was in love with Liam Bryant. But while she might be in love with someone else, that didn’t mean that Axton’s emotions weren’t still involved with the little Italian rocker. Honestly… That was the one thing that made me hate the girl the most.
    She had the one thing I knew I would never get… But still craved with everything inside of me.
    I cleared my throat. “You can touch him. He most likely doesn’t feel any pain right now. Talk to him. I’m not sure if he can actually hear you or not, but don’t waste the chance. I’m not sure if you will be let in here again once Emmie gets here.”
    Gabriella’s jaw clenched but she just nodded. “Liam… I’m so sorry,” she whispered, finally letting her fingers trace over his jaw and then his lips. Her hand noticeably trembled but that didn’t stop her. She didn’t seem to notice that his heart monitor changed at the sound of her voice or with each caress. “I never should have broken up with you. Maybe if…if…” She stopped and sucked in a steadying breath. “Maybe if I had fought harder for us, for you… this might not have ever happened. We could have been in California at Lee-Lee’s New Year’s party right now…” Her voice broke on Lee-Lee’s name and a fresh stream of tears flooded down her cheeks. “I love you, Liam. I love you so much.”
    When she lifted her hand, the heart monitor protested, his heart rate dropping all over again. I bit my lip, ready to shout at Gabriella to keep touching him. But there was no need because she simply moved to his hand, entwining their fingers and lowering her head to kiss the back of it. “I love you,” she whispered again.
    His heart rate jumped again and started to even out at a steady rate. I sighed in relief and backed up until I reached the door. The nurse at the station was already looking toward Liam’s room, having just watched the dramatic changes in his heart rate from the monitor at her desk. “I’ll get her a chair then call the doctor.”
    I just nodded and returned to standing on the opposite side of Liam’s bed. I didn’t care how tired that little bitch got. She wasn’t going anywhere until I knew Liam was out of danger.

Dallas
    Six days. I’d been at the hospital for six days straight. My contract had ended and I hadn’t even blinked as I’d signed the papers my boss had come up to the ICU waiting room to have me sign. I was exhausted, so, so exhausted. It was hard to sleep in a plastic chair, and even harder to lie across them. Especially when there were others in the room trying to sleep, too.
    The ICU waiting room had been turned into the OtherWorld waiting room. Family members of other ICU patients were asked to wait in another, smaller room down the hall. It was for everyone’s protection, not just for privacy from the countless journalists trying to get up to sneak a peek at the haggard friends and family members of notorious rocker Liam Bryant as they waited for him to wake up. Fans had been trying to get in too, and that had made it dangerous for everyone who was in the waiting room. Crazy girls who wanted to get in to see Liam, or the other band members. A man that had wanted to finish Liam off for whatever reason. Seller and Associates security firm was out in full force and Emmie had more on standby in case things escalated.
    The last six days felt like a blur now, but they had actually been a mixture of emotional overload, drama-filled tension, and the wearisomeness of waiting, waiting, and more waiting. Marissa had arrived with Wroth first. She had been an emotional mess before she got to see her brother, and afterwards had to be sedated because she was nearly hysterical. Wroth hadn’t left her side since. Emmie arrived with Nik and Mia. While Emmie got busy making