Vincent pushed open the door to Isabella's hospital room, his eyes scanning the space. Not seeing Melissa, he felt a wave of relief, though he kept his expression neutral.

Before he could ask about her whereabouts, Audrey spoke up. "Melissa left a while ago," she said, her tone devoid of emotion.

Vincent nodded, hiding his satisfaction. He walked over to the chair beside Isabella's bed and sat down. Isabella lay there, her leg encased in a cast, looking small and fragile against the white sheets.

Audrey remained standing, her arms crossed. "The doctor said she's going to need a lot of rest," she informed Vincent, her voice softening a little...