Jameson’s POV

"I'm perfectly fine," I gritted through my clenched teeth, gripping the walker tighter as I forced myself forward. Every damn step sent a reminder that I wasn’t healed yet, but I didn’t care. Not today.

“You’re not fine,” Ethan said beside me, keeping close like I might fall over at any second. “Mia’s already out looking for her. You need to go back inside and rest. You just got out of surgery, and…”

“It’s past 3PM, man!” I snapped, “I can’t just lie ...