CHAPTER 88
KATYA POV
The room exploded into motion.
Alarms wailed. Voices overlapped each other.
Someone shoved a crash cart past me, the wheels screeching across the tile.
I still didn't move.
Doctor Isabella—the real one—snatched the shock pads from a nurse. "Clear!"
Romeo's body jolted. The monitor screamed its awful tone.
From the looks of it, he was dying.
"Again!" Isabella barked. Another surge, another jolt. The smell of burnt metal and antiseptic bit the air.
No one looked my side, Mr Antonio was still stationed at the door, looking restless."Come on, come on,"
A flicker—Then the heart monitor blipped once… twice… getting steadied into a rhythm.
Gasps went through the staffs. "He's stable," Doctor Isabella said with relief to Mr Antonio who exhaled words in Italian.
Only then did eyes cut toward me. Every drop of blood in my body turned to ice.
One from the two individuals who dragged me here, spoke. "Who are you?"
