Mirella’s POV

Nick had left after settling everything at the station, returning to his own business. With every step down the hospital corridor, my chest tightened. When we were directed to Ryan’s room, my heart began pounding harder.

He was sitting upright on the hospital bed when we entered, a neat white bandage wrapped around the side of his head. A nurse was tending to him.

His eyes lifted the moment we stepped inside. We remained near the door until the nurse finished and left the ...