Chapter 4

I clutched the hospital file containing Aaron's information to my chest, my mind racing with the horrifying truth I'd uncovered. Victoria didn't want my husband—she wanted his heart. Literally. The corridor stretched before me, eerily quiet for a hospital wing. I needed to get back to the lodge, to warn Christopher, despite everything.

As I rounded the corner toward the exit, a familiar figure stepped out from a doorway, blocking my path. Victoria. Her honey-blonde hair was pulled back severely, her usual soft expression replaced with something cold and calculating.

'Isabella,' she said, her voice unnervingly calm. 'Fancy meeting you…