Davina’s POV

I hadn’t expected my mother’s hospital room to come with a security detail. Two hulking men stood like statues at the door—silent, watchful. It felt less like a hospital and more like a fortress.

“They work for me,” Diego said quietly, his calm tone surprising me. “I wasn’t about to leave your mother alone.”

My chest tightened. Diego, standing guard over my mother? That was more than I’d ever imagined.

Just then, the door opened and a nurse stepped out.

“Are ...