Chapter 140 The Vanishing Point

• Zara’s POV
• The morning air at the hospital was heavy with that uneasy stillness that only comes after chaos. The hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and exhaustion. Zara stepped out of the elevator with her heart already racing. Her hair was tied up hastily, her sweatshirt wrinkled, her phone clutched tightly in her hand.
• She had barely slept all night. Not after the doctor’s words. Not after seeing Leo’s face go pale when Elena fainted right in front of them.