RICHARD’S POV
Rage boiled inside me as I took the flight of stairs, making my way to Room 312, where Kalton lay recovering from the attack.
I spotted Sienna standing near the elevators picking her fingers and heading towards Kalton's room too. But with the way I was walking, I saw the alarm in her eyes when she noticed that all was not well. Without a word to her, I burst into Kalton's room before her. The sight of my son, pale but undeniably alive, only fueled my anger.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I roared, not caring who heard me. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"
Kalton raised an eyebrow, his voice maddeningly calm. "Hello to you too, Daddy. Please be more specific, so your sick son can understand you”
My fists clenched tightly in restraints. "Aria D’angelo, the girl
