(Rose’s POV)
The night I came back with the soup and bread, a simple meal I had gone to get from the cafeteria for Angela, turned out to be far from normal.
William and Jonathan were both waiting in the lounge area of Qanshi Hospital. For a moment, two questions nagged at my mind. First, how did Jonathan even know about Angela’s accident, let alone which hospital she’d been admitted to?
And second, what had really happened in that room, and why were the two of them standing out here instead of being in there with her?
It wasn’t long before William told me about Angela’s relapse. The words struck harder than I’d expected, so I sank slowly to the floor, my back pressed against the cold wall, the untouched food still clutched in my hands. I didn’t know what to do, what to think, or what
