Elin's POV

I stormed out of the hospital room, and my steps hurried. The symptoms of my low blood sugar hit me like a wave—dizziness and a racing heartbeat making me stagger.

I nearly fell, but just as I was about to hit the floor, my body landed firmly in someone's arms.

I thought it was Aaron chasing after me. Instinctively, I pushed against him. "Get lost. I don't need your help."

"Elin, you look like you need assistance," came a deep, soothing male voice from above.

I quickly turned to ...