Chapter 194. Home at Last

“Hailey?”

“Mommy!”

Celine was with Zion when I entered—or to be exact, when I was pushed in by the good, nerdy doctor. She looked shocked to see my condition but also relieved. She hurried toward me, Zion too. They hugged me at the same time, forcing a wince out of me because Celine’s hug was too tight, and my son—though his hands were small—still added pressure to my bruised body.

Not that I didn’t love their hugs, but the pain was real.

Celine seemed to hear my wince; she pulled back and released me. Her eyes traveled over me, brows furrowing. “What happened to you?”

“Mommy, I missed you. Who hurt you?” Zion asked, his innocent eyes roaming my face.

“I’ll be fine, baby.” I held both his hands, my heart swelling with love. I couldn’t tell him what had happened—he was