Chapter 148

Viona's POV

The moment the discharge papers were signed, I barely spared the hospital another glance.

My mother wept softly by the doorway, trying to hide her tears. My father clapped a heavy hand on my shoulder, pride and worry etched into his stern face. The doctors gave me final instructions about rest, diet, wound care-but I was already walking away, my coat billowing behind me.

The hospital had been my prison. Every hour spent in its sterile walls had felt like a chain ...