She is not my girlfriend … she is my fiancée.

Back at East City Hospital, Delyth tried to calm herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hold back the rising panic. It was already late afternoon the next day, and Ryan had still not returned. Hadn't he said that he would be back before she woke up? 

The previous day, she had deliberately pretended to sleep longer than necessary, thinking Ryan would come and worry about her. But even as the evening passed, he didn't show up. Where was he? 

"Did you call him?" Delyth asked when she saw Lily enter the room. Her tone was laced with both worry and desperation. 

The nurse's brows furrowed. "I tried calling Mr. Foster again, but his phone is still coming switched off," she replied. 

But the moment she finished, Delyth let out a frustrated growl, making her flinch. "Then call him again and see! He must have turned it on by now!" she snapped, her tone holding a mixture of impatience and unease.