The door opened slowly beneath my hand.
And for one horrible second, I couldn’t breathe.
Leo was lying on the hospital bed asleep, his small body almost swallowed by the white sheets. A thick bandage covered his left eye and was wrapped carefully around his head. His tiny fingers rested limply against the blanket while the heart monitor beside him beeped softly in the quiet room.
My chest tightened so painfully that my knees nearly weakened.
“Oh my God…”
The principal and one of Leo’s teachers immediately stood up the second we entered.
“Mrs. Sterling,” the principal said quickly, her expression tense. “Please don’t panic. The doctor already checked him. They said the injury looks worse than it actually is, but they still need to monitor him properly.”
I barely heard half of what he
