William’s POV
As I made my way out of the hospital, I had to admit that I was a little disappointed that Isabella wasn't there. But I knew she had her own life to live, and I couldn't blame her for not being able to make it. I was still using a walking stick to support myself, my injuries having only partially healed. I was grateful to be out of the hospital, though, and eager to start my life anew. The fresh air felt good, and the sun on my face was a welcome change from the sterile environment of the hospital.
Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name. I turned, and there was Roland. He was grinning from ear to ear, clearly happy to see me. "William!" he said, his voice filled with joy. "It's so good to see you out of the hospital!" I smiled back at him, genuinely glad to see him. "It
