Zayn’s POV
My eyes flickered, panic bubbling in my chest. Did she hear what I said? God, I hoped not.
“Where are you taking him to?” Alina’s voice cut through, laced with confusion. Relief washed over me—she hadn’t heard.
“I… I said I’ll take him somewhere to get his leg fixed in no time,” I answered quickly, forcing an awkward smile. She returned it with one of her own, and for a moment my heart steadied.
“You don’t need to worry about that, Zayn. The doctor’s already here. He’ll examine you both.” Her soft smile warmed me, but her next words twisted in my chest. “You shouldn’t even be here. You need to rest more. It hasn’t even been an hour since you fell asleep.”
Before I could reply, Elias’s voice cut in, sharp and unwanted. “Won’t you ask how I’m doing?”
The smile dropped from m
