Elara's POV
I wasn’t looking where I was going.
That was the only explanation for how I ended up crashing into someone in the middle of a hospital hallway.
“I’m so...”
The apology died in my throat.
Because the man I had just bumped into wasn’t moving.
He was just… staring at me.
Not the normal kind of stare. Not the annoyed “watch where you’re going” kind. It was too focused and intense.
Like I had just walked into something I wasn’t supposed to.
For a second, I didn’t move either.
Up close, I could see he was wearing a hospital gown. There was a bandage wrapped around his arm, and his skin looked a little pale, like he hadn’t fully recovered yet.
But that wasn’t what caught my attention.
It was his face.
He was… handsome.
Not in the loud, attention-grabbing way some men we
