Chapter 137

Kaelen

The sterile smell of the hospital corridor burned my nostrils as I sat on that damn hard plastic chair, my head buried in my hands. I heard hurried footsteps approaching and looked up to see Maeve and Faye rushing toward me, their faces etched with worry.

"What happened?" Maeve demanded, her eyes darting between me and the closed doors of the operating room. "The nurse said Selah was hurt..