** Paige’s POV **

The small corridor outside the treatment room is quiet and dimly lit. I make it halfway to the door that leads outside before my legs give out, and I slide down the wall, burying my face in my hands.

It’s only when I’m alone that the tears really come. Not deep, painful sobs this time, but quiet, shaking relief. I cry for everything I almost lost, for every moment I thought I’d never get back. For Ryder’s heartbeat that stuttered under my hands, for Callen’s ...