Willow
I walk into Chloe’s hospital room, half expecting her to be asleep, but I find her sitting up, her eyes focused on her phone.
“Chloe!” I throw myself in bed next to her and hold her in a tight hug.
“Are you my sister?” She places her palm on my forehead. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I chuckle.
“I’m glad,” she grins. “Willow, Leo loves you. He can’t even hide it, everyone can see it. His protectiveness, the way he looks at you, and how his eyes light up when you are around.”
“He’s supposed to be your man,” I frown in confusion.
“We both know he would do anything for you,” she shrugs.
“Because he feels guilty. Please don’t make me change my mind.”
“Guilty of what? Change your mind about what?”
“Chloe, Leo is not the person we thought he was.”
“What did he do? Does
