Lola’s POV

I walked out of the hospital with a pale face. The sliding doors closed behind me and warm air hit my skin, but I still felt cold.

The driver opened the back door and I got in. I stared out the window the whole ride. The house was quiet. The front hall lights were on, but my parents’ car was not in the drive.

The king and queen were out. Good. I did not want questions. I slipped off my shoes and went straight to my room.

I closed the door and leaned my back against it, eyes ...