Selena’s POV
The hospita door opened while l was talking to my other brother who stayed behind while the others went to Noah.
I looked up and Julian, walked in. He was walking very slowly because he was supporting someone else. He held his arm out, letting the Noah lean heavily against his shoulder.
My twin brother was wearing loose hospital clothes. His face was still covered in dark, terrible bruises and his left arm was wrapped in a thick white cast, and he walked with a slight limp.
He looked so tired and beaten but when he looked across the room and saw me sitting up in my bed a smile spread across his face.
"Noah," I gasped, fresh tears instantly filling my eyes.
I ignored the sharp pain shooting through my ribs and pushed the blankets away and stumbled forward, my knees shaki
