Kelly
The moment my fingers gripped the hospital doors, I pushed them open and stepped out into the night. Cold air hit my face, but it did nothing to steady my trembling hands. My breath came in short, uneven gasps as I tried to process what had just happened.
He was free, and he had wasted no time letting me know.
My phone was still in my hand, the message glaring up at me.
I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. I needed to call Adrian.
My fingers fumbled as I pressed his name in my contacts. It barely rang twice before he picked up.
“Kelly?” His voice was sharp, alert. “Are you okay?”
I tried to speak, but my voice cracked. “He’s out.”
A brief silence. Then, his tone turned lethal.
“What did you just say?”
I sucked in a breath, my grip tighten
