L E I L A N I
Lyra's words echoed in my ears. "He got into an accident."
I felt a cold dread wash over me. "Is he okay?" I asked, fear evident in my tone. "Where is he?"
"He has been rushed to the hospital," she said. "He's alive. But he's… hurt. It was bad, Leilani. A car crash."
My world tilted. A car crash. The same way my parents died.
"I need to see him," I said, standing up so fast I knocked my chair over. "Take me to him. Now."
"Leilani, wait," she said, grabbing my arm. "You need to calm down. Stress isn't good for you or the baby. The hospital is no place for you right now. It's… chaotic. Let me go and check on him first. I'll call you the second I know anything. I promise."
I wanted to argue. To scream. To demand that she take me to him. But I could see the logic in her wo
