Aiden's POV

"How's she?" I asked, walking into the room with a worried expression spread all over my face.

The doctor nodded, hanging the stethoscope around his neck.

"She's getting better. Her temperature had drifted back to normal and please make sure to use the drugs being prescribed." He advised before I nodded.

"Thank you." I said and he smiled, taking his leave the next minute.

I strolled closer to the bed where Adeline was lying, looking all sick and pale. The bruises and deep cuts on her skin were visible, anyone who had done this to her must be so wicked and heartless.

Torture is so inhumane. Why? Why...