Amelia’s POV"I heard you, Amelia." Rowan growled, his voice low and dark."When you said you were going to find out what Sienna’s been doing," he continued, his sharp eyes locking onto mine, "I decided I’d like to know what that meant."I stared at him in disbelief. "You were awake?"Rowan leaned slightly back in the wheelchair, arms folded carefully over his injured ribs."Awake enough."Behind him, the nurse who had wheeled him in was smiling down at him like he was the most fascinating man she’d ever seen.Which, unfortunately for my sanity, seemed to be a common reaction women had around him."She’s the one who helped me," Rowan said, gesturing toward her.The nurse beamed."When she saw you taking Liam out of his hospital room," Rowan continued, "she warned me."The nurse tilted her head sweetly. "I was just looking out for Mr. Lancaster."I rolled my eyes so hard I nearly saw my own brain. Of course she was."And then?" I asked flatly."And then," Rowan said calmly, "we followe
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