Chapter 134 Seeds Of Doubts

• The hospital room was dimly lit, with only a narrow beam of sunrise slicing through the closed blinds. Machines beeped softly in the background, the sterile scent of antiseptic still clinging to the air. Imani lay pale against a stack of pillows, her hair damp and clinging to her forehead, her face flushed from exhaustion and pain.
• Regan stood by the window, arms crossed tightly, staring out at the waking city. He hadn’t slept. His jaw was clenched, his thoughts a whirlpool he couldn’t escape from.
• “Regan…” Imani’s voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.