MRS BLAKE’S POV
I left the ward without looking back.
Nina stayed behind with her father. She insisted, said she wanted to watch over him. I let her. I didn’t have the strength to argue. My body felt heavy, my head aching from lack of sleep, from crying, from pretending everything was fine when it wasn’t.
As I stepped into the hallway, my thoughts drifted..briefly, unwillingly..to Amara.
That girl.
The audacity to show her face after being disowned. After everything. I scoffed under my breath as I walked faster.
Then I collided with someone.
“Ah—” I gasped, stumbling slightly.
A man stood in front of me. Tall. Cap pulled low over his face. I couldn’t see his eyes clearly, but something about him made my skin prickle.
“Sorry,” I said quickly.
He didn’t apologize back.
Instead, he
