Illyana's POV
The bustling A&E department was a flurry of activity as I tended to patients, my mind focused on the tasks at hand. There was something comforting about the chaos, the constant motion that kept my thoughts from drifting to the darker corners of my mind. As I moved from one patient to the next, I found solace in the small moments of connection, the grateful smiles and the gentle words of encouragement.
During a brief moment of respite, I slipped into the break room, my body craving the caffeine boost that would carry me through the rest of my shift. As I waited for the coffee to brew, I pulled out my phone, my heart skipping a beat as I noticed a missed call from an unknown number.
Instantly, my mind jumped to Luke, to the constant fear that he would find a way to worm his
