KAIA'S POV
A soft knock sounded at the door, pulling me from my thoughts.
For a moment, I didn’t move. My gaze stayed fixed on Leander.
“Come in,” I called quietly, not wanting to disturb him.
The door opened, and my parents stepped inside. They didn’t say a word at first, but worry was written all over them. My father’s jaw was tight, his eyes sweeping the room before settling on me. My mother’s gaze went straight to Leander and lingered, her brows knitting together in that way that meant she was already thinking a thousand thoughts.
They looked like they’d been pacing in the hall for a while, deciding whether to interrupt or not.
My mother finally spoke. “Any change?”
I shook my head in a small movement. “No. Nothing yet. His condition’s still the same.”
Her lips pressed into a
