Chapter 6

By the time I got to the hospital, it was already night.

Eric and the woman in the silk dress were standing outside the room.

When Eric saw me, he sneered, "Well, look who finally grew a conscience."

I ignored him and pushed the door open.

Ryan was propped up against the headboard, an IV drip taped to the back of his hand.

He looked even thinner than he had two days ago, his face a sickly gray from exhaustion.

When he saw me, his eyes lit up for a moment, and that little spark made my chest ache.

"You're…