Wendy's POV

I walked into the infirmary feeling more hopeful than I was yesterday, I'd received information from Beta Edward earlier, that he was moved from the hospital to the royal infirmary, so he could get better and more specialized treatment.

According to what Edward had told me over the phone, George's vitals were stable but he wasn't awake yet. He was hurt badly in the accident but the airbag had saved him from death.

I walked straight to the front desk at the intensive care unit, my brain automatically remembering the way there. The strong smell of disinfectant hurt my nose, a subtle reminder of the last time I...