LAURA'S POV
My heart pounded as I dialed number after number, desperately trying to find Ethan.
He had always been kind to me—but this sudden, cruel hatred? It shook me.
“Hi, nurse. Is there anyone by the name of Ethan Reed admitted to this hospital?” I asked for the fifth time.
“No, sorry.”
The same response echoed in my mind like a broken record.
I felt bile rise in my throat.
My thoughts rushed to my kids.
My poor twins. He had tried to kill them before… Had I been the real target all along?
I rushed back to Elijah’s room. He looked pale and weak, but his strength was slowly returning.
“Did you find anything?” he asked, standing from the bed and grabbing his coat.
“Elijah, you can’t walk in this condition! It’s not safe,” I pleaded.
“I need to protect you, Laura. I need to
