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When I got to Abby’s room, I hesitated outside of the door I couldn’t help but be afraid of what Iits way throughinto utted feeling, I pushed open the door

The rooht over Abby’s bed lit the room Even in the dark, I could see the extent of her injuries Just the sight of the angry purple and green bruises along with Abby’s swollen faceover, I bracedseveral deep breaths

At Abby’s whiel?" I questioned before striding over to her bedside I took her hand that was bandaged with IV’s in el, I’m here, and I love you"

Her eyes stayed pinched closed, but her brows furrowed "Just rest, baby You’re safe now, and I’ you"

At her continued restlessness, I considered calling the nurse’s station and asking for hthe chair close to the bed, I eased down I then began singing Angel again to Abby just like I had earlier Alan to rest s to her until my voice was hoarse, andmy head down on the side of the bed, I fell asleep with ainst her hip

Rays of aone down in her face, but the bruises were just as bad I was about to go to the bathroo of her eyelids, I leaned forward "Angel?"

Her eyes fleide open She turned her head to look at me and winced in pain "Jake…"

"Are you hurting? Let et the nurse for you"

"No, that’s okay I just feel woozy and really sore"

I nodded "You’re in the hospital Do you remember what happened?"

"Bree tried to kill me," she replied hoarsely

"Yes"

"But I’ Dr Mitchell had said Then taking her hand init tokisses across the back of her hand and fingers "I’el"

"But it wasn’t your fault"

"Yes, it is If I hadn’t ever been involved with Bree, she would have never gone after you like that" Asha my eyes, I buriedfor you"

"No you don’t"