Not sure how I felt about Antonio and Echo, I linked my fingers with hers. Antonio cocked a surprised eyebrow. Damn straight, bro. I just marked my territory.

Noah drew me closer to him. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.

Noah held my hand and my bag as he escorted me to the third floor – the Women’s Pavilion. The elevator bell rang and the doors opened. “Jesus, Echo, circulation in my hand would be...

I’ve got you. I swear to God, I’ve got you,” said Noah. “Stay with me, Echo.”I wanted to. I wanted to stay with him, but the shouting and screams and glass breaking in my mind...