The hospital courtyard was wrapped in a dim, late-evening haze, the last traces of sunlight spilling over the horizon like molten gold. The gentle hum of city life outside felt distant here, muted by the thick glass and sterile walls. Linsy’s footsteps echoed softly against the tiled floor as she pushed Gabriel’s wheelchair, her mind spinning with unease.

He had been reminding her, almost sternly, during their brief stroll: “Keep him under control, Linsy. Don’t let others take ...