Jordon hadn’t stepped foot in this hospital in years.
The last time he had been here, it was to stand beside Addison’s bed, praying for her life after Layla’s betrayal. He had been helpless, watching the daughter he loved slip away from him, unable to protect her from the woman who had once been his mate.
Now, as he walked through the sterile hallways again, there was no hospital bed with Addison’s name on it. This time, it was Lilly—his first love, the woman he had never truly let go of—who lay in the bed, recovering from everything that had happened.
The air was thick with memories as Jordon approached the room. The sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint hum of fluorescent lights filled his senses, but nothing could block the memories of the past. The time when Lilly had been his e
