Azalea
Ever since that dangerous killer had attacked in the hospital, I had seen no trace of him anywhere. The memory haunted me, sending cold shivers down my spine whenever I thought about those terrifying moments.
I took my precious time to carefully explain everything that had happened at the hospital to him while he was unconscious and recovering, and he solemnly promised to look into it.
We left the hospital together, Cassian walking slowly beside me, still weak from his injuries. The afternoon sun felt warm on our faces.
“Are you going back to the hotel?” I asked gently as we stood outside the main hospital entrance.
“No,” he responded. “I have a comfortable house nearby.”
“A house? Then why were you staying in the expensive hotel?” My curious eyes roamed all over him suspiciou
