Leonard.
The heavy hospital door clicked shut behind us, cutting off the quiet sanctuary of Theresa's room. The moment we stepped into the sterile hallway, the calm demeanor I had forced myself to maintain completely shattered.
My heart felt heavy, constricted by a deep, relentless knot of worry. Something had happened while we were out hunting down Bella. I knew Theresa better than almost anyone; I had seen the subtle, terrifying shadow in her eyes when we walked back into that room. The complete indifference toward Bella's capture, the sudden, unyielding wall she built around herself, and that sharp, desperate request for a personal bodyguard... it wasn't just physical fatigue.
She was shaken. Someone or something had breached her space, and the mere thought of her suffering alone in that bed made my blood run cold.
'What if it was about the baby?'
The sudden, terrifying thought struck me like a physical blow, making my stomach twist painfully.
