When the plane landed, the humid air rushed in immediately, thick and heavy, familiar in a way that felt almost oppressive.
Debby didn't even have time to adjust to the jet lag. She went straight to the hospital with Declan.
Mark's condition was worse than she had imagined. He was unconscious, kept alive only by machines and monitors.
She handled the paperwork in silence, holding herself together until everything was done. By the time she finished, exhaustion had settled deep into her body.
And then things got worse. The debt her family left behind finally came crashing down.
A group of creditors had somehow learned she was back in the country and showed up at the hospital, blocking the VIP corridor. Their voices were loud, harsh, and unrestrained. It didn't take long before patients
