The Institutionalization

Willa’s POV

The doors had just slid open, and walking so casually through them, looking as though he commanded the very air we breathed, was Killian Thorne. He was wearing a stark black suit that was tailored so perfectly to his broad frame it would’ve made my mouth water if my tongue didn’t feel like absolute sandpaper. The harsh, sterile fluorescent lights of the hospital room should have washe