Ella

I didn't expect to see him, and by the look on his face, he sure as hell wasn't expecting to see us either. What is he even doing here? This hospital isn't anywhere near his villa.

I shift in Elijah's grip, my body still weak from the fatigue brought on by the sickness, but my mind sharpens, trying to make sense of this sudden appearance. George's eyes are flickering between us, narrowing slightly as they land on me. That familiar mixture of anger and ...