Warm skin brushed mine when I moved.

I opened my eyes and blinked at Nate’s face that hovered above mine.

He smiled at me and reached up to move some strands of hair away from my forehead.

“Hi, how are you feeling?”

I blinked at him.

It was a good question but one I couldn’t answer at the moment because I didn’t know how I felt.

I had seen my life flashing through my eyes when I was faced with death. A man had stabbed me after he apologized and ...