_Killian's POV_
When my father and Mira’s parents arrived at the hospital, relief was written all over their faces. They walked over to me, her mother’s eyes glassy with worry but full of gratitude. “Thank you, Killian,” she whispered, squeezing my hand. “Thank you for bringing her back to us.”
I nodded, a tightness in my throat making it hard to speak. “I would do anything for her,” I managed to say, my voice rough with exhaustion and emotion. Mira’s father also thanked me, his hand heavy on my shoulder, a silent bond forming between us in that moment.
But not everyone was happy. I caught a glimpse of Sophia, her expression cold, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Mira’s room through the glass. There was jealousy there, and something darker—resentment. She didn’t try to hide it, and i
