Ava's POV
"Ava?" one of the healers pulled me aside, interrupting my exchange with the sentry. "You okay? You look like something's eating at you?" Her brow furrowed with concern, her eyes wide and searching.
My insides knotted up. Liam and Lucy scheming to snatch my triplets, David barely hanging on, Steve rotting in a cell—nothing felt right. My thoughts were a total storm, spinning wildly with terror for my little ones, their sweet faces burned into my brain. I forced a weak nod, trying to slap on a phony grin. "Yeah, I'm good," I fibbed, turning to Sarah, the lead medic. "Just keep Zane steady, do what you can."
"But Ava…" she began, her tone climbing in objection.
"I'll swing back soon," I cut her off firmly, shifting to the sentry. He moved aside, letting me slip from the room, t
