Andera's pov.
I dashed through the hospital's sliding doors, my heart pounding in my chest.
The few minutes spent talking with Thane felt like an eternity, delaying me from knowing what state my daughter - our daughter - was in.
Under different circumstances, I would have stood longer to demand from Thane why in God's green earth he was stalking me, but there was too much to risk.
I couldn't let him get any clues about Tiffany.
I will deal with Thane later. Right now all I am concerned about is seeing my girl. The elevator stops, and I follow the directions I got from the nurse, the one who was in such a hurry to end her shift; she barely finished talking to me before walking out.
I get to the hospital room and close my hand around the door knob.
To say I'm terrified would be an u
