The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1598

Thalassa paused at the hospital's entrance, her feet hesitating on the steps leading down from the grand doorway. Hospitals, with their sterile smell and the constant buzz of anxious energy, always put her on edge, but today felt different. As she took a step into the fresh air, a shiver of unease ran through her. Something wasn't right.

Turning on her heel, she saw Lysander struggling with his wheelchair, inching his way down the steps with considerable difficulty. Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could shout a warning, the wheelchair tipped dangerously, threatening to throw Lysander to the ground.

Years of quick thinking and faster reflexes kicked in. Thalassa leaped forward, her steps swift and sure, catching the wheelchair just as it was about to crash. With a heave, she righted it, but not without consequence. The wheel scraped down her leg, leaving a trail of pain in its wake before pinning her foot against the cold concrete.

A sharp hiss of pain escaped her lips, a sound she couldn't muffle in time. The whole ordeal, terrifying and quick, left no room for hesitation.

Lysander's eyes, filled with concern, immediately found hers. "Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice edged with worry.

Ignoring her throbbing leg, Thalassa quickly reassured him, "I'm fine," even as she maneuvered the wheelchair safely down the remainder of the steps, her every movement careful to prevent another mishap.