Hailey’s POV
I was about to turn away from the door when a flicker of movement near Ryan’s bed caught my eye. At first, I thought it was just a nurse adjusting equipment, but something felt wrong immediately. The figure moved too cautiously, too deliberately, as if they didn’t want to be seen.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
I stepped closer, my pulse roaring in my ears, and that was when I saw the hands. They weren’t checking the monitor or the IV. They were on the breathing tubes, fingers tightening around the clear plastic, subtly twisting one of the valves as if testing how far it could be turned without setting off an alarm.
My stomach dropped.
“Hey!” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to slice through the room.
The person froze.
Roy turned around instantly, his body going rigi
