Nirvana fought against RAyNe’s hold, her fists weakly pounding against his chest as he carried her through the hospital’s dimly lit corridors. Her screams tore through the silence, guttural and raw.

“Let me go! I need to go back! He’s not gone, I know he’s not gone!” she wailed, thrashing in his arms.

RAyNe’s grip only tightened. He didn’t say a word as he pushed past the stunned hospital staff, his jaw clenched, his face emotionless. But inside, something twisted. He had ...