"Raven?" Mia called out, her voice trembling.
She blinked again, eyes widening, unsure if her mind was playing tricks. "Raven!"
Shoving the tray aside, she didn’t notice the cutlery that clattered to the floor. Her legs swung over the bed, but she almost lost her balance. Christian was there in a flash, steadying her waist with a firm grip. Mia barely registered his presence.
"Raven..." she whispered again, her voice shaky.
Supported by Christian, Mia moved, her steps quick but uneven. Her heart pounded in her chest, hands trembling with anticipation.
Raven stood just inside the door, pale but with a faint smile. The nurse by her side murmured a soft warning, “Take it easy.”
But Raven, despite her weariness, lifted a shaky arm toward Mia. No words were needed.
They met halfway, arms
