Kyra's POV
I stopped by Snow's hospital bed, breathing a sigh of relief as my daughter's bright eyes met mine. The doctor was right—it had just been a fever, nothing serious enough to truly worry me. Going to work and leaving her here today had made me feel very sad, as if my heart were aching.
"I'm just going to meet someone," I explained to Mary as I gathered my things at the office.
Her forehead immediately creased with suspicion, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Hmm..."
I shook my head and grabbed my bag before walking toward the elevator. Mary wouldn't stop teasing me unless I set her up with Luke. I knew she'd fall silent the moment she had to face the guy she secretly liked.
