Onika's POV...

I stared at Agustin's pale figure laying on the hospital bed, IV line attached to his wrist, his eyes closed, a small frown on his forehead. Even with his eyes closed he looked troubled. I took few calming breaths to remind myself that he is fine now. I have been sitting beside his bed since past five hours now, and he haven't moved a muscle.

He is looking so lifeless at the moment....my heart cringed at the thought. I think this is why Jacob didn't take me with ...