Cheryl
The hospital air felt suffocating.
I stepped out of the room, exhaling a breath I hadn't even realized I was holding, pressing a hand to my chest like I could physically loosen the tight, inexplicable knot forming there.
It made no sense.
Why did it feel like I was the one left behind?
Aiden hadn't looked at me once. Not when he spoke to Molly. Not when he walked out. Not even when I left the room. I could have been a ghost, and it wouldn’t have made a difference.
I let out a bitter chuckle. He didn’t need me.
And I wasn’t sure why that hurt.
The vibration of my phone startled me, dragging me out of my ridiculous thoughts. I pulled it out of my pocket, and Damon’s name flashed across the screen.
I hesitated.
I had texted him earlier that there was an emergency, but I hadn’
