Jaylen hadn’t expected this, as far as he knew, Hayden wasn’t even in the city that day let alone standing here, breathing the same air as him, staring down at Briella like he belonged in the room. And the worst part was that he didn't disguise because he was so sure.
“I should be asking you that,” Jaylen said at last, voice quiet but cold. His posture was stiff, his knuckles pale as he clenched the railing of Briella’s hospital bed.
Hayden took a half step forward. “This is my…”
He stopped himself, the word getting tangled in his throat. My what, my woman or my responsibility? Those words didn't even make sense.
“I’m here for her,” he said instead.
Jaylen’s jaw twitched. “So am I.”
Their eyes locked. And for a second, the room shrank.
They had the same broad shoulders. The same hei
