“What do you mean?” he frowns.
“We both know that I’m your least favorite person, so what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with Emma at home enjoying your reunion?” I ask bitterly, Emma’s word still playing in my head.
He sighs. “You’re looking for a fight and I’m not going to give it to you…let’s just get you discharged and get you home”
“I don’t need help from a man who hates my fucking guts! Just leave, Rowan, we both know you would rather be somewhere else.”
“Really? You don’t need my help? Who are you going to call to help you check out? You literary have no fucking friends, Ava”
“Ethan. Ethan can take me home” It’s true I had no friends, but Ethan would come if I asked him for help.
Rowan face shuts down and becomes hard as granite. His hands fists and his jaw locks.
“Over my dead fucking body” he growls. “You have two choices, Ava, it’s either I take you home or you spend a few more days here at the hospital. Either way, that bastard isn’t taking you home”
“Seriously, Rowan, what is wrong with you? You couldn’t wait to get rid of me and now you’re stuck to me like a bad rash…the last thing I want is problems with Emma because of you. I just want to live peacefully”
He needed to leave me the hell alone. I don’t want to be accused of trying to use my unfortunate circumstances to seduce him.
“Speaking of which, what happened between you and Emma on the day of your attack and when you kicked her out of your room?”
“I’m sure she has already filled you in” with lies, I add to myself.
“I would like to hear you side of the events”


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