I stormed out of the café, ready to speed back to the hospital, away from all these despicable humans and back to Grace.

About a dozen feet from the car, I heard heavy footsteps rapidly pounding behind me. They caught up, and hands dropped on my shoulder.

"Sydney, wait. Calm down."

I rolled my eyes. Of course, it was him. No one else there had the arrogance to stop me from leaving or the stubbornness to follow me and tell me to calm the fuck down!

I shook off his hand on my shoulder and continued walking forward. He caught up and grabbed my shoulder again.

"Come on!" He gritted...