Chapter 75 A Failing Heart

• Zara’s POV
• The cream walls of the hospital seemed to press in on me the longer I gazed at them. My legs ached with every standing and sitting I had done in the last hour. The pain in my ankle caused a dull throb that I refused to acknowledge.
• Leo had stepped out to get us our first meal of the day, but I wasn’t having any of that. I had to be sure I wasn’t losing the one parent I had left before I satisfied any hunger.