ELLA

I don’t know what to think or say. We are outside, waiting for words from the doctors because Darren has banished us.

Rightfully so. I deserve it. And worse. The cold air hits painfully, and my entire body is still sore from Devlin—whatever stupidity we’d prioritized over Beatrice’s safety.

What hurts most is my heart. God, it hurts. It hurt badly.

What’s happening now?

Is she okay?

We are seated on a pavement, my arms wrapped around me, with Devlin leaning on the boulder ...