Ryder’s POV

Fifteen minutes.

That’s how long I’d been trying to convince her to come out. I’d tried everything—talking through the door, promising it was safe, even saying I wouldn’t leave her side. Nothing worked.

“Amelia… please,” I said one last time, but the silence on the other side told me I wasn’t getting anywhere.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. This wasn’t going to happen without help.

When Kara walked by, I stepped toward her. “Can you… try to get ...