Aria's POV

The hospital lobby buzzed with nurses pushing carts, patients waiting in chairs, the scent of antiseptic filling the air. Jameson and I entered together, his wheelchair moving smoothly beside me as I led the way to the front desk.

"Excuse me, where’s Logan’s office?" I asked casually.

The nurse behind the desk raised an eyebrow at me perhaps at how I had casually mentioned Logan's name, her eyes flickering between Jameson and me before she crossed her arms.

"Doctor Logan is in ...