Racheal stood outside the hospital much later as she watched a sleeping Skylar being wheeled into a waiting ambulance.

She was being transferred to a rehabilitation center just outside the capital.

She slipped her hand in Steffan’s who was staring at the ambulance as the lights blinked in the night.

They watched the ambulance drive off.

“Let’s go home.” He said, gripping her hand more firmly.

No one knew where Hamza was. She should have asked Skylar when she was still ...