[Leo’s POV]
I sit beside my little songbird, gently rubbing circles with my thumb on the back of her hand. Soft breaths escape her lips as she rests peacefully. Once I’m sure that she is sleeping deeply enough, I release her hand and then head out of the room.
When I reach the elevator, I dial Jackson’s number and then wait until he picks up.
“Meet at the hospital in five,” I announce before he can speak. “Otherwise, I’ll come for you, and you won’t be happy if I do.”
Hanging up, I head down onto the grounds so that I can meet with Jackson.
As I wait, I pull a cigarette from my pocket and light it. Taking a few drags, I watch as Jackson pulls in and then gets out of his car with a stretch.
“Could this not wait until tomorrow?” He yawns.
“No,” I respond immediately. “There’s a pesky
