Chapter 222 Shadows at the Door

Katelyn’s POV Ethan had woken up, but he was not strong enough to sit on his own. He lay still on the hospital bed with his head turned slightly toward the window. His skin looked pale against the pillow. His voice came out rough when he tried to speak. The doctor said he needed rest and quiet. I stayed close, kept my movements slow. I adjusted his blanket when it slipped. I held a straw to his lips so he could sip water without lifting his head. When his hand twitched, I took it in mine and pressed my thumb against his knuckles. He did not say much. He looked at me often. That was enough. The door opened and Fallon stepped in. Dark jacket, flats, hair pinned back. No smile. Her eyes moved from me to Ethan, then back to me. She set her bag on the chair and walked closer to the bed. “How is he?” she asked. “Awake,” I said. “Tired. The pain comes and goes. The doctors are still watching his leg.” Fallon drew in a breath, then let her eyes settle on Ethan. “It’s good to see you open your