Bryce's POV
Her outburst caught me off guard. Looking at how pale she was in that bed, something tight and unfamiliar squeezed my chest.
A flash of regret hit me.
If I was being honest, the moment I heard Madison's words, my first reaction wasn't worry for Hazel. It was pure possessiveness. Deep down, I still thought of her as mine. How could I stand the thought of anyone else touching what belonged to me?
Before I could sort out my tangled feelings, Madison changed course. She shrank back behind me like Hazel's anger scared her, then peeked out, her face full of guilt. "I'm sorry, Ms. Westbrook... it's my fault, I shouldn't have said that. I was just so worried. Going out drinking alone at night and ending up in a hospital is so dangerous."
"Madison, if you don't know when to keep qu
