Wesley was in the intensive care unit of the hospital. He was covered in bandages, and his eyes were swollen and red. It was clear that he had popped some blood vessels.

His hand too was bandaged, and clearly showed the gap where there should have been a finger.

Layla and Hayden were waiting outside and the bodyguard was watching them. They had not been allowed in the room.

Shea, on the other hand, was allowed in. Her bright eyes were wide as she stared at the man on the bed. She could not