Aniela pulled the hood of her jacket over her head, letting it slip low over her eyes. The hospital corridor stretched before her, sterile and quiet except for the soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Each footstep echoed lightly against the polished linoleum, and she felt the weight of the night pressing down on her. I need to see him. I just… need to make sure he’s okay. But I can’t let anyone notice me.
She glanced down the hall, spotting Bea leaving Kafziel’s room. Relief and anxiety collided in her chest. Finally… I have a moment. Just a moment. That’s all I need. She adjusted her hood and slipped forward, careful to keep her movements small and unobtrusive.
At the door of Room 301, she paused, her hand hovering near the handle. Her chest tightened, and a flutter of nerves s
