(Leo's POV)
When I wake up and see Daisy Garcia's haggard, surprise-filled face, it occurs to me that I have been shot.
I am afraid that the crazy woman knew some secret so she used a silver bullet that nearly killed me.
"Leo Wilson, how are you? Are you feeling okay?" I hear Daisy Garcia's concerned voice.
She is crying and her make-up is smudged.
I reach out, touch her unclear makeup, smile and say.
"It feels good because you're caring about me."
"You're joking at this critical time... you passed out for a whole 24 hours! It took 4 hours just to put your breath back! The doctors even told me to prepare myself for the worst possible outcome!"
She looks nervous.
"So you just watched over me for 24 hours and didn't even sleep?" I ask her as I look at her haggard face.
At the moment, she looks not beautiful, yet she makes me hunger for her than I have ever felt before.
She turns her head away from my eyes and changes the subject by saying.
