He sighs again, but he doesn’t make me keep arguing with him. “He had no choice, Wren. He owed Cathal millions by then.He’d been on a steady losing streak for a year. It was either write off the debt by doing whatever Cathal asked. Or watch Rosedie in place of Elena.”
Before I can even process all that, the car starts to slow down.
I wipe the tears from my eyes and wait until Cian has parked. He helps me out of the car and I sleep-walk through the hospitalwith his arm looped around my waist for support. He speaks to the nurses and, soon enough, we’re shown into an examinationroom with fluorescent lights so bright they hurt my eyes.
“Dr. Liza will be with you shortly, Mr. and Mrs. Beckhoff,” a nurse in bright pink scrubs says before leaving and closing thedoor behind her.
I laugh bitt
