Chapter 39

She had no desire to see him anyway.

Declan said nothing more before leaving.

Sloane rose from the bed, draped a light jacket over her shoulders, and opened the window to let fresh air circulate through the sterile hospital room.

In the afternoon, Clara messaged their three-person group chat: [Sloane, what do you want for dinner? I'll bring it over.]

Sloane smiled softly as she replied: [I'm cravi