Chapter 71


    A shaky breath left my lips as I attempted to hit Send.


    Water. That’s what I need.


    My head lifted off my phone, and my legs resumed again, taking me a few feet down the corridor. I knew that the


    water dispenser was right there, probably about five or six steps ahead of me. But white spots scattered across my


    vision, and everything blinked out for a second. White. Then, the fluorescent-illuminated corridor came back,


    narrowing, tunneling away.


    “Whoa,” I heard myself murmur.


    I waspletely unaware of the fact that my legs had kept moving forward until I had to bnce myself with a hand


    on the wall.


    “Oh mierda.” I stumbled.


    My eyelids fluttered closed, and I could feel how all the blood in my face rushed down, leaving me woozy and


    unbnced. I willed my eyes to open back up. But all I saw was white. A white and misty nket that covered


    everything in front of me. Although perhaps, it was the wall. I couldn’t be sure.


    I … I messed up. Big time. Eight thirty. No one around. That kept echoing in my head as I tried to ount for the


    signs that indicated I was going down. And I … dammit. I couldn’t remember. Couldn’t … think. My skin felt cold and


    mmy, and I just wanted to close my eyes and rest. I was vaguely recalling that being a bad idea when my limbs


    started giving out.


    Then, I was lying down.


    Good. That’s good. I’ll rest, and then I’ll be better. I toppled to the side. It’s cold, but it’ll … get … better.


    “Catalina.” A voice seeped through the haze. It was deep. Urgent.


    My lips were cool and felt detached from my body, so I didn’t answer.


    “Fuck.” That voice again. Then, something warm fell on my forehead. “Jesus, fuck. Catalina.”


    I messed up. I … knew. I had done something wrong, and I wanted to admit it out loud to whoever was there, but all I


    aplished was a mumble that didn’t really sound like … anything.


    “Hey.” That voice softened, no longer sounding angry.


    And I … I was so tired.


    “Open those big brown eyes.”


    That warm pressure I felt on my forehead moved down my face, spreading across my cheek. It felt good against my


    cool and damp skin, so I leaned on it.


    “Open them for me. Please, Catalina.”


    My eyelids fluttered open for an instant, finding two blue spots that made me think of the ocean. I felt a sigh escape


    my mouth, that hollow and void sensation receding for an instant.


    “There you are.” I heard the voice again. Even softer now. Relieved.


    As I blinked slowly, my vision started to return in shes. Deep blue eyes. Hair as dark as ck ink. The hard line of a


    jaw.


    “Lina?”


    Lina.


    There was something funny about that voice calling my name. The one everyone called me.


    No, not everyone.


    I blinked some more, but before my eyes could focus on a fixed point, I was lifted in the air. The movement was slow,


    so gentle, that I barely noticed it at first, but then we started moving. And after a few seconds, the motion was enough


    to send my head spinning again.


    “Mi cabeza,” I said under my breath.


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    “I’m sorry.” I felt the words rumbling against my side, bing aware of how my cheek was resting against something


    hot and hard. Something with a heartbeat. A chest. “Just stay with me, okay?”


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