For three days, Ethan stood guard over Lisa at the hospital.
Lila kept whimpering in pain, her delicate brows furrowed even in her sleep. Between feverish murmurs, her fingers would clutch at Ethan's sleeve, her voice fragile as she whispered. "Ethan."
That helpless, vulnerable look of hers gripped him completely.
Every time he recalled how she'd thrown herself in front of him during the avalanche—how she'd shielded him with her own body—he couldn't bring himself to walk away now.
It felt like he owed her his life. Leaving her like this would make him a heartless bastard.
Then, like a punch to the gut, a nurse's offhand comment shattered his dazed. "The aftermath of that mountain avalanche is all over the news now."
Elena. He'd forgotten Elena in that frozen wasteland.
His heart sei
