Lola's POV

Cara arrived with Tim and two guards within minutes. They took the unconscious man away. I barely heard. Morgan gave short answers. His voice was steady despite the blood still seeping through the shawl I held against his arm.

Then they left. Cara promised to handle everything. Said a doctor was on the way. Told us to stay put.

The garden went quiet again.

Morgan was still sitting on the bench. I was still kneeling beside him, still pressing the shawl against the wound. My hands ...