“I’m fine,” I insisted. “My vitals are stable, right? And I feel much better.”
It was a lie. Despite the surge of energy I’d felt last night, I was exhausted and in pain. But I couldn’t stay here, not with the paparazzi breaking in. It was better to go home.
After some debate, Dr. Evelyn reluctantly agreed to discharge me early, but only after running a final round of tests to ensure I wasn’t in the danger zone.
By early afternoon, I was ready to leave, dressed in the clothes Lilith had brought for my discharge. I slipped Alexander’s sweatshirt on, but only to appease the paparazzi that I knew were waiting outside. At least, that was what I told myself as his faint scent washed over me.
Lilith and I exited through the back of the hospital to avoid the paparazzi, although t
