Eden’s POV

The logistics of fitting three people into a hospital bed is a nightmare. Thankfully, we figure it out on the day I’m supposed to be released. Dante lays beside me, my shoulders buried in his chest while he sits up, his brother Ryder laying sideways at the foot of the bed where he massages my ankles tenderly.

I aim to sleep, but the nurses say my concussion from the attack isn’t as bad as they originally thought. I know this means we will have to ...