Logan arrived at the hospital only minutes after receiving the call from the medical staff.
The moment he pushed open the door and saw Hailey sitting upright in bed, the tension in his body melted away.
"Hailey."
At the sound of his voice, she looked up and offered him a weak smile.
"Logan."
Without a second thought, he crossed the room and wrapped her in a tight embrace, holding her as though letting go would make her disappear.
Watching the scene unfold, Ivy's brows knitted together.
So this is Logan Mortini...
Hailey was caught off guard by the intensity of the hug. Noticing Ivy still standing nearby, she felt a little embarrassed.
"Logan," she whispered softly, patting his shoulder. "I'm okay."
Reluctantly, he pulled back, though his hands remained on her arms as if reassuring himself that she was truly fine.
She smiled awkwardly.
She had known the moment the hospital informed him about her collapse, he would rush over without a second thought.
