Sienna's POV:
When I arrived downstairs at the hospital, I parked the car but did not turn off the engine right away.
I sat in the driver's seat, watching people come and go at the hospital entrance.
The evening wind blew in through the half-open window, making me much more clearheaded.
I pulled the zipper of my coat all the way up, then opened the door and got out.
I pushed open the ward door.
There was only one bedside lamp on in the room.
Lance was lying in the bed.
His beard had not been shaved, and his hair was stuck to his forehead.
There was a needle in the back of his hand, and an IV bag hung beside him.
After not seeing him for only a few days, he looked even thinner than before.
His cheekbones protruded, and his chin had become much sharper.
The hospital gown hung loo
