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Faith opened her eyes and stared around her.
Where was she? What was going on?
And why did she feel so fuzzy? She tried to move her left hand, but it was so heavy. Then she moved her right . . . and something tightened around it.
She glanced over . . . and stared right into Reuben’s eyes.
His very intense, worried eyes. There were dark marks under them, and his skin was sallow.
“Are you sick? Are you all right?” she asked.
Because he didn’t look all right. He blinked before relief filled his face.
“God, baby. God.”
His voice cracked. Was he . . . was he going to cry? What was wrong? What awful thing had happened? It had to be something bad for Reuben to break.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” she asked. “Has something happened to Juliet? Gwen? Cat? Alejandro? What’s the matter?”
“No, baby. No. They’re all fine. It’s you.”
Her?
Then she glanced around. “I’m in the hospital? What happened?”
“What do you remember?” he countered.
Frowning, she tried to think. “I don’t know. I can’t think.”
She glanced down at where he had two fingers resting on the pulse point on her wrist. There was an IV line in her inner elbow.
Then she looked at her other side. Where her wrist was bandaged.
“What’s going on? Was I in an accident?”
“You were standing at the pedestrian crossing outside work. Charlie was across the street waiting for you. Someone pushed you and you fell into oncoming traffic.”
Her breathing quickened. “Oh.” There was so much to unpack in that statement.
“The car wasn’t going fast, and it braked. But it still hit you.”
“What . . . what injuries do I have?” She couldn’t really feel anything, but she was guessing that she was on the good drugs.
“Your left wrist is fractured. They’re waiting for the swelling to go down before they put it in a proper cast. Lacerations along your left side where you landed. Lots of bruising.”
“Doesn’t sound too bad.”
“It could have been a lot worse.” There was a dark, tense note to his voice that had her glancing over at him in worry.
“Are you all right?” she asked again.
“Baby, I’m not the one you need to worry about right now. We need to concentrate on you. Do you have a headache? Any blurry vision?”
“No. I’m all right. Just really tired.”
Something he’d said came back to her. “Pushed?”
Anger darkened his face. “Yes. Someone pushed you.”
