Kai's POV
My head is in turmoil. The nurse was putting a bandage on my injured feet, and I wasn't even moving like I'm not breathing at all.
I saw it. I saw how Dante's car got crushed by the truck, how it flipped over while we chased him.
Guilt was creeping inside my heart continuously.
There are questions lingering in my head.
If we didn't follow him, would all of these happen?
If I didn't provoke him, would the situation be different?
I cupped my face, frustrated.
I hate Dante, but I'm not that evil to let him die like this.
"It's just a minor sprain, Sir. No broken bones. You just have to rest and don't force your feet. I suggest you use a wheelchair for the meantime," the doctor said after checking my ankle. "And your neck bruises will be fine in a few days."
I nodded and took a deep sigh. That's when Zane entered the room. When he looked at my neck and bandaged foot, his eyes darkened in rage, but it softened and disappeared after he looked at my face.