Chapter 127

Haley’s POV: I sat on the edge of the bed, phone in hand, staring at the message I’d just typed. My thumbs hovered over the screen for a second before pressing send. How’s my mom? The reply came a minute later from Peter. She’s stable, Haley. The surgery went well. But she’s still weak. Needs at least a week of rest before she can handle too many visitors. I exhaled, some of the tension in my chest loosening. Still, a dull worry remained. Is she in pain? I typed. Peter replied almost immediately. Minimal. But her mood isn’t great. I think she’s feeling a bit down. I closed my eyes for a moment. “That’s exactly what I was afraid of,” I muttered under my breath. Logan came out of the bathroom, towel draped over his neck. His hair was damp, messy from the quick rub with the towel. He noticed my expression right away. “What did Peter say?” he asked. I put my phone down. “She’s stable. Surgery went well. But she needs more time… maybe a week before visitors. And—Peter said she’s not in the