Julian POV
"Do not move."
I stood in the sterile white hallway. The scent of bleach and stale sweat clung to the walls. Khalani and Marcella hovered by the double doors of the emergency room. Marcella was a wreck. She sat on the cold floor, her shoulders shaking in jagged, rhythmic jolts.
"What happened."
My voice dropped, flat and hollow.
Khalani jerked his chin toward the girl on the floor. His jaw was set tight.
"Ask her."
Marcella whipped her head up. Her eyes were bloodshot.
"It is not my fault."
She scrambled to her feet, hands clawing at the air.
"It is that woman Penelope. She pushed Hazel into this."
I did not blink. I star
