Eva.
I took a step forward, and as I pushed the door open wider, a faint, satisfied smile formed on my lips almost instinctively, as though I already knew what I was about to see waiting for me inside the room.
It was indeed Ella.
The confirmation should have pleased me more than it did, but the moment my eyes adjusted fully to the scene, that small smile on my face wavered… then completely vanished.
My gaze landed properly—and that was when I noticed them.
Two men stood close beside her bed, positioned like guards yet watching her with a level of attentiveness that felt far too personal, far too careful. Their presence alone shifted the atmosphere in the room, making it feel tighter, heavier, as though the air itself was under surveillance.
