The nurse pointed down the corridor. They didn't wait for more.
Leonardo's eyes darted around the hallway as they neared the waiting room. He spotted them—his parents, seated tensely, his mother wringing her hands, his father looking pale. Relatives of Alexa's family stood near them, whispering quietly with drawn faces.
Before he could say anything, Jay's voice came from beside him.
"Mom—where's Bella?"
And just before Lina could answer, a soft voice called out behind them.
"…I'm here, Jay Jay."
They both turned.
Bella was standing there, holding a water bottle. She had seen them rushing in from the car and had called out, but they hadn't heard her.
Leonardo's breath caught.
She was still wearing that peach dress from the wedding—torn at the hem, stained with soot and blood. Her hands and knees were wrapped in white bandages. Her hair was a bit messy, cheeks pale. But she was standing safe..
