“No, no, please. I just want to make sure he’s alright.” What had happened to getting the hell out of there? Wasn’t there a whole part of her plan that had included leaving as soon as she knew he’d live?
She covered her mouth, tears springing up unbidden in her eyes from the remains of panic still caught in her chest. The scent of iron filled her nose and she pulled her hands away. Blood. Right.
♞—“Alright. Follow me.” The nurse led her down two hallways to Leo’s room. He was hooked to a breathing machine and a heart rate monitor. There was minor bruising about his eye but that was the only visible injury. The rest were concealed under a standard hospital gown.
"If you need anything, just ask.“ With that, she left them alone, closing the door behind her.
