[Elizabeth's Perspective]
I was really working hard on my relationship with Armstrong, but it was a fact that Armstrong didn't care about me. He cared about everyone around him, about the Pack, but not me.
Suddenly I saw Anthony's arm move.
I realized something and my eyes widened. I said, "Anthony…"
Anthony's arm moved again. I turned to call them to look, but was surprised to find that the ward had emptied.
I looked back at Anthony again and saw that his brows were twitching. I hesitated and decided to get a doctor to take a look at him.
I had just opened the door when I found Armstrong standing outside. His hand was still on the doorknob, and he looked like he was about to come in.
We bumped into each other in the doorway, and our bodies almost touched.
