Weeks later after the night William and I spent together, my phone rang.
William.
“I need you to come to City Hospital. Now.”
His tone left no room for questions. Before I could ask what happened, the call ended.
Something in my chest tightened as I grabbed my bag and left. The drive felt longer than usual, my thoughts racing, unease crawling under my skin.
When I arrived at the hospital, the smell of antiseptic hit me immediately. Nurses moved briskly down the hallway, their faces serious. At the end of the corridor, I saw them my father and my stepmother standing stiffly outside a ward.
Neither of them acknowledged my arrival.
It was as if I didn’t exist.
A nurse finally spoke. “Miss Selena was injected with wolfsbane. She’s stable for now, but the poison affected her system badl
