Nathan’s POV

At first, everything seemed fine. Adina’s breathing had steadied, her color returning ever so slightly. I sat at her side, her hand clasped in mine, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest as Cade stood by the door, waiting for the test results to confirm what we both prayed was true.

Maybe, just maybe, we’d finally caught a break.

The doctor came in moments later, his expression unreadable. He looked at the vial still half-empty in my hand and then at Adina.

“How ...