Desmond's POV
As we made our way through the hospital corridors, a nurse guided us to the ward where Ryan was being cared for. I was able to successfully convince Tasha to come with me because I know it would be weird coming here on my own when I have no personal relationship with Ryan.
As I turned to look at Tasha I couldn't help but notice her unease, her discomfort palpable in the way she shifted nervously. I couldn't tell if it was just Tasha being her usual self or if she was genuinely scared. Regardless, my conscience was eating away at me, urging me to see Ryan, even if it was from a distance, just to confirm that he was okay.
The sterile smell of the hospital permeated the air, mixing with the anxiety that hung heavy in my chest. Every step closer to Ryan's ward felt lik
