The cold air slapped me the second we burst out of the hospital doors. It shocked my skin, but it didn’t clear my head. Nothing could. I was already moving before my brothers even caught up. My eyes were everywhere—scanning, dragging over every face, every shape, every shadow. I felt like a man who had misplaced the only thing that kept him alive.
My hands were trembling so badly that I dug my nails into my palms just to steady them. It didn’t help.
“Tessa… where are you…” I whispered it under my breath without even meaning to. It just kept slipping out. Like my lungs couldn’t function unless her name was in the air.
I darted toward the hospital security guard, almost tripping over the curb.
“Did you see a girl with a hoodie walk out like twenty to thirty minutes ago?” I asked. My voic
