Rhett’s POV
After getting into the car, I didn’t look back toward the hospital again.
Aria leaned against the passenger seat, her profile washed in the flickering lights outside the window—quiet to an unsettling degree.
I drove steadily the entire way.
When we reached home, I unbuckled her seat belt for her. My fingers paused on the clasp for a brief moment, but I said nothing. She followed me out obediently, her steps a little slow, and I reached out to steady her.
“Get some good rest,”
I reminded her in a low voice. “You don’t need to worry about anything outside.”
I walked her to her room, watched her lie down on the bed, and pulled the covers up around her. Under the light, her breathing gradually slowed, her whole body finally relaxing.
I bent down and placed a very light kiss
