Ava paced back and forth in front of the emergency room, her footsteps quick and restless. Giovanni leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Though his face gave nothing away, frustration gnawed at him.
Why does she care so much about him? The question echoed in his mind. Dimitri hasn’t done anything to deserve her concern.
He opened his mouth to speak, ready to tell her to sit down and stop wearing herself out, but before the words could leave his lips, the sound of hurried footsteps filled the hallway. He looked up just as Lily and Percival came rushing toward them.
“Ava, what happened? Are you hurt?” Lily’s voice was breathless with worry as her eyes darted over Ava’s form, checking for any sign of injury.
Ava stopped pacing and shook her head, her face pal
