Chapter 122 The Man In The Rain

• When Zara opened her eyes again, the light was softer. The rhythmic hum of the hospital room had replaced the storm’s thunder. Rain still tapped faintly against the window, steady and patient, as though the world outside hadn’t moved on from the night before.
• Her head throbbed lightly, a dull, pulsing ache that came and went in waves. She blinked once, twice, taking in the pale blue curtains, the soft mechanical beeping. And then him.
• Leo.