Chapter 233

Graham's POV

We stepped into the room. It was small and cramped, the window overlooking a gray alleyway.

The air was stale, dominated by the medicinal scent of an IV drip and the faint, sweet smell of rotting lilies in a vase by the bed.

Maya was sitting in a plastic chair by the bed, her hand resting on the arm of a young man who looked like a hollowed-out version of her.

He was hooked up to sev