Lilian’s POV
As I head down the corridor toward the waiting room, I stop anyone with a hospital badge, asking if they know anything about Daxton. My pleas for information on the bad boy are brushed aside by everyone I speak too, and I’m constantly being met with the explanation that I’m not family so cannot be told anything. Not even flashing the stupid ring at them would get the nurses to tell me where he was, let alone his current state.
Heading out into the main section of the hospital, I am surrounded immediately by arms as I’m pulled into tight hugs.
‘Oh my God! I thought you were going to die’ comes Dakota’s choked up voice as I try not to wince from her fierce squeezing of my body.
‘Where’s Daxton?’ I ask desperately, ‘does anyone know? I tried to find out what room he’s in but
