Haven’s POV

The hospital lights burned my eyes when we entered. Blue was rushed past me on a gurney, her small body swallowed by white sheets and frantic hands. I tried to follow, but someone grabbed my remaining arm, holding me back as the doors to the operating room slammed shut.

I collapsed onto the bench outside the operating room, my knees giving way as if they had been hollowed out. My chest convulsed violently, breath tearing in and out of me in broken fragments.

This wasn’t ...