Lyla

By the time I came to, the sound of a heart monitor beeped softly in my ear.

It was hard to peel my eyes open, so swollen from crying that I could barely see as I blinked them a few times.

I had no idea what happened to me after the emergency team arrived and they put me onto a stretcher. I had no memory of being whisked away in the back of the ambulance or even if Rashid got to ride with me or if they’d forced him to take a ...