Hailee's POV
With a heavy heart, I knocked on the door. It opened slowly, revealing Callum limping.
My eyes widened in shock. "What happened?" I asked immediately as I stepped inside, my gaze darting all over his body. His head was bandaged, and his arm was wrapped as well. Bruises marked his skin, and there was a faint stiffness in the way he moved.
I had been lying in Nathan's bed, waiting for him to return, when I decided to check my phone. That's when I saw a text from Callum saying he had gotten into an accident last night.
The moment I read those words, my heart dropped. I got dressed in a hurry and came running straight to his apartment.
"You're hurt," I said softly, moving closer to inspect his injuries. "Callum… what happened?"
He gave a small, tired smile and stepped aside so I could come in fully. "It's not as bad as it looks," he muttered. But the way he was holding himself—guarded, careful—told me it was worse.
