Elsa
We gathered in my hospital room just as I’d asked, and as Kane, Levi and James stepped inside, their faces softened with relief. They looked glad—genuinely glad—to see me awake and okay. Kane, in particular, stood out to me. He had been the one who had charged into the warehouse, tearing through the chaos, and scooped me up. I actually thought it was my dad, but I was wrong, it was Kane. My father was injured.
He must have been terrified, given how badly I’d been bleeding. The sight alone would’ve shaken anyone. But I could feel his worry now as he looked at me, a silent question in his eyes, as if he still couldn’t believe I’d survived.
My mind, though, couldn’t stay at ease. Beneath my gratitude, anger simmered. I thought of Anna, the one who had nearly ended me. I should have f
