Gabriel Wallace carried Lilah Hart into the hospital’s top VIP suite.
After gently placing her on the bed, he tucked the blanket around her and sat down nearby, his eyes locked on her weary little face.
He saw her every day, sure, but this was the first time he'd witnessed her in full surgeon mode—so calm, so confident, so composed.
She had just saved someone who meant the world to him.
The thought of Lance Owen made Gabriel close his eyes for a second, a shadow flickering across his face.
When he opened them again, he checked her blanket one more time and moved to sit on the couch.
Lilah didn’t wake up until noon.
When she did, the room was quiet, sunlight slipping in through the window, casting soft glows on the floor.
She slowly sat up, then spotted someone on
