Chapter 150

Cassie

I hate coming to the hospital. The whole place smells like rubbing alcohol and bad memories of crying over Garrett.

I hate this whole place.

But if Garrett is awake, then I must see him!

My sneakers squeak against linoleum as I walk. Through the glass, I see Nathan hunched over the bed, his shoulders shuddering as he clutches Garrett’s hand. Gemma’s swollen belly presses against the mattres