Orion's POV
The hospital’s sterile scent struck my senses as I was led down the long corridor. Cold, white tiles stretched before me, each step echoing. Anticipation thrummed through my veins as the guard paused in front of a door.
“Miss Holly is inside,” he announced, casting me a sideways glance that lingered on the bag in my hands. I met his gaze with an easy smile, masking the storm beneath.
“Thank you,” I said smoothly. He nodded and moved away.
Pushing open the door, I stepped inside. The room was bathed in soft morning light filtering through the curtains.
The room didn't look like a typical hospital room. Trust Ava to go the extra mile. She had the room decorated as though it's a teenager's room with pink curtains and soft mats on the floor. Kpop wallpapers adorned the walls like a shrine. There were teddy bears on the bed and couch.
I must admit, she really loves her sister.