KAIA'S POV
The walk to the hospital with Gareth was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. Every few steps, I felt him looking at me, like he was waiting for me to say something. But I didn’t. I was tired of the games, tired of pretending like things between us were still normal when they clearly weren't.
The hospital doors slid open with a quiet whoosh as we stepped inside. I led the way down the white, polished hallways, past the nurses’ station, until we reached the room where Silver was being kept.
I opened the door—and paused.
Silver was already sitting on the bed. He looked different. Fresh. His long hair was messy, still a little damp from a shower. He wore a pair of fresh jeans and sneakers, clearly from the bag I brought him earlier from Everett. They fit him well, even if th
