Whispers of Worry

Evander's grip tightened around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white as the car raced through the busy streets. The engine roared, matching the storm brewing inside him. His mind was a whirlwind, replaying the moment Hugo had barged into his office without so much as a knock. He'd been seconds away from reprimanding him for the lack of decorum—until Hugo dropped the bomb.

"Delphinia fainted... She's at the hospital."

The pen Evander had been holding had slipped from his fingers, clattering against the polished surface of his desk. His heart had stopped. The next second, he was already out of his chair, barking orders to find out which hospital, barely listening as Hugo provided the address. Nothing else mattered but getting to her.