Something inside me broke—cleanly and without a sound.

A doctor approached, flipping through her chart. “She’s stable now, but she arrived dangerously late. A few more hours…”

He didn’t finish.

I nodded, but I wasn’t really hearing him anymore. My gaze drifted to the officer standing near the door—hospital protocol had already escalated the situation.

“Do we know who left her there?” I asked.

He checked his notes. “A hotel shuttle driver found her alone near the luggage pickup area. No adult present. We’re tracking the last known location of her parents.”

Parents.

I looked down at Olivia, then back at him.

My voice came out low, steady, and colder than I expected.

“They’re about to have a very different kind of vacation.”