Damian's POV

"Stella?" I repeated, stepping a little closer.

Still nothing.

Impatience won out over caution. I touched her shoulder, and she finally turned to face me.

It wasn't her.

The woman who had unfamiliar features and light eyes, frowned at me.

"Sorry," I said, already stepping back.

That was when a nurse walked past carrying a tray of bandages. I turned quickly.

"Excuse me," I called, moving toward her. "Have you seen a patient named Stella Harper? She came in earlier. Kn