“Deviana! What are you doing here?!”

The sharp voice shattered the silence of the hospital room. Deviana flinched and sprang up from the chair beside Adrian’s bed, her hand still entwined with his sleeping fingers.

“Leviana…” Deviana’s voice caught; her body tensed.

Leviana strode in with quick steps, eyes blazing with anger. Her heel struck the floor as if marking every second of her arrival. “You think I didn’t know? The moment I heard Adrian was hospitalized I came right away—and here you are, already taking his place!”

“Don’t make a scene. Adrian is sick,” Deviana whispered, trying to calm the situation.

“Shut up!” Leviana jabbed a trembling finger at...