After Dorian left Carys's room, he went back to the third floor with Kendra.
Kendra leaned against the headboard, her eyes still red.
"Dorian, does Carys hate me?"
"She doesn't hate you."
"Then why wouldn't she let you in?" Kendra bit her lip. "Does she think I'm the reason she lost the baby?"
The word baby made Dorian's hand pause.
"I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so scared, you could've stayed with her last night."
"Don't think like that. She's always been healthy, and the surgery went well."
Kendra asked softly, "Then aren't you going to stay with her?"
Dorian was silent for a moment.
The image of Carys lying in the hospital bed surfaced in his mind.
Her face had been pale, and her eyes had been quiet.
Too quiet for her.
Before, no matter how angry she was, she'd always leave a
