Fingered in the Car

AUTHOR'S POV

Enzo sat on the edge of the uncomfortable plastic chair, his large hands engulfing Carmella’s bruised fingers against the crisp white hospital bedsheets. His brow was drawn tight with obvious exhaustion and unrelenting worry.

"You still haven't told us how this happened to you, Carmella. You need to talk to me."

Carmella kept her gaze fixed firmly on the blinding white fluorescent