He gently held them, noticing. “Mine, you’re trembling,” he murmured.
“It's ‘cause the room’s AC is too low. I’m fine.” She said dismissively, pulling her hands out of his, and went to start adjusting the pillows on the bed. Never looking at him once.
He smiled sadly as he watched her.
When the nurses left, the room settled into a tense quiet. The four of them were together in the same room, but it felt like they were miles apart. Beck leaned against a wall, arms folded, his usual smirk nowhere in sight. Jared stood by the window, fingers drumming lightly against the sill. Myla sat at the edge of the bed, fingers twisted together.
Hayden looked at all of them, one by one. “I don’t know what’s going to happen,” he said, voice low but steady. “But if it doesn’t go the way we hope, I wa
