Meanwhile, at the hospital, Daniel approached with mixed emotions. He anticipated the worst after what he had done the previous night. A small, confident smile played on his lips as he walked toward Elena's room.
He hadn't wanted to go to such lengths, but he also didn't regret it. He wanted a fresh start with her. The mere thought of his boss being with Elena made his stomach turn. It infuriated him.
The only way he could have her was if she never discovered the truth about who he really was. He needed time—to move slowly, to win her heart. He couldn't wait to have her back in his life, where she belonged.
Reaching her door, he knocked lightly. No response.
His smile widened. Perfect timing.
Slowly, he pushed the door open, stepping inside. His gaze immediately fell on Elena's still, peaceful frame. She lay quietly on the hospital bed, looking as innocent and delicate as ever.
