AUSTIN’S POV
‘Why is Owen always around her?’
I could still see him standing there under the hospital’s pale lights, watching us drive away like a man who had just been left behind. His shoulders had been squared, trying to play it cool, but there was no hiding that look in his eyes. Disappointment. Maybe even longing.
And Zoe… she’d looked at him one last time before slipping into the car.
It’s like no matter what’s going on—hospital, emergencies, even just casual moments—he’s there. Showing up. Saying the right things. Earning her trust. And tonight? Tonight, Zoe was all dressed up. Her hair done, makeup carefully applied. A dress that hugged her just enough to make my gut tighten.
And Owen? Same thing. Sharply dressed, like he was heading to some upscale place. Even the way he had
