33. The Sexy Healer

Chapter Thirty Three

Aaron’s POV

In the chaotic ambiance, I found myself urging those around me to disregard Maya's sudden collapse. "Let's not be held back, we're heading to the party," I declared with a sense of urgency. My plea, however, fell on stubborn ears as Declan, unyielding, resisted the call to revelry. Swiftly, without a moment's hesitation, he scooped up Maya's limp form, cradling her in my arms like a delicate bride.

The party's distant sounds faded as he carried Maya to a quiet room, the gravity of her condition sinking in.

Gently placing her on a nearby surface, I felt a rush of responsibility but I don’t have conscience and don’t care about anything that happens to her.

Declan’s phone emerged from his pocket, fingers dialling swiftly to summon a doctor to her aid. The urgency in his voice mirrored the concern etched on my face as he navigated through the medical call.

Observing this unexpected turn of events, wore an expression of puzzled curiosity. With a flicker