Riley’s POV

It had been hours.

I didn’t even know how many anymore because there was no clock in the room and no window either, so I couldn’t tell if it was still night or if morning had already come and gone. 

Everything just felt slow and stuck, like time had decided to stop moving just to mess with me.

Cane was still lying on the bed.

He hadn’t moved.

Not even once.

At first, I kept checking on him every few minutes because I thought maybe he would wake up suddenly or say something or at least react, but nothing happened. He just stayed there, breathing slowly, like he...