Adrian's POVThe ward smelt strongly of antiseptic and lemon fresh. The monitors beside Oliver's bed beeped softly, when I stepped in and Valentine was slumped in the visitor's chair lost in thought and looking like she had seen a ghost. Her hands were folded over the top of her knees, and her eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but her shoulders stayed squared."Val," I whispered, coming into the room. "I want to go home and pick up a few things for Oliver. Do you have something you need me to bring back for you?"She looked up at me slowly with an unreadable expression on her face. "No, I'm fine."I nodded in understanding and took a deep breathm There was a pause between us that chilled the air more than it should have. I moved over to Oliver and smoothed a hand through his hair. He was fast asleep now, a blanket pulled up over his chest. After what had just happened, I couldn't bear to look away from him for too long but I had to go.As I left the hospital and headed back to my car,
Adrian's POVShe didn’t know I had seen it but it didn't change the fact that this made everything more complicated.As I entered the ward, arms stuffed with Oliver's pajamas,his favorite comic books, and Valentine's hoodie clutched under my elbow, I tried my best to keep a straight face. She was sitting next to Oliver, idly stroking his hand, her other arm wrapped around herself as if holding the fragments of her world in place. As she looked up and offered me a gentle, weary nod, I nodded back. My lips opened to say something but nothing worthwhile escaped."Hi," I managed. "Got his pajamas… his favorite comic as well. And your hoodie."She blinked. "I said I didn't need anything."I shrugged slightly. "Took a chance. Figured you would eventually."She didn't say thank you. She simply just reached for the hoodie, set it carefully on her lap, and went back to watching Oliver as if the world outside didn't exist.It killed me.I was sitting in the corner, pretending to scroll through
Adrian's POVThe ward smelt strongly of antiseptic and lemon fresh. The monitors beside Oliver's bed beeped softly, when I stepped in and Valentine was slumped in the visitor's chair lost in thought and looking like she had seen a ghost. Her hands were folded over the top of her knees, and her eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but her shoulders stayed squared."Val," I whispered, coming into the room. "I want to go home and pick up a few things for Oliver. Do you have something you need me to bring back for you?"She looked up at me slowly with an unreadable expression on her face. "No, I'm fine."I nodded in understanding and took a deep breathm There was a pause between us that chilled the air more than it should have. I moved over to Oliver and smoothed a hand through his hair. He was fast asleep now, a blanket pulled up over his chest. After what had just happened, I couldn't bear to look away from him for too long but I had to go.As I left the hospital and headed back to my car,
Valentine's PovThe scream pierced through me like lightning. I turned to Adrian, eyes wide and afraid. His expression mirrored mine. My heart stopped and then started again, sprinting faster than my feet. I ran out of the study with Adrian right behind me, both of us running down the hallway like our lives depended on it. In a way, it did. Oliver’s voice was desperate and terrified, and it felt like my entire world was shattering with every second it took to get to him.When we reached the kitchen, I froze. Oliver was on the floor, water all over him, clutching his side in pain. The pot lay on its side, steam rising from the puddle of water. Bits of uncooked macaroni floated around him. His hoodie was soaked, face scrunched in a grimace, and his tiny frame looked so small, so vulnerable."Oh my God!" I rushed to him and fell to my knees. "Oliver! Ollie, look at me."Adrian was already pulling a towel from the counter, wrapping it around him. "What happened? What happened, kiddo?"Ol
Chapter 49Valentine's Pov.As I folded the last piece of clothing, I looked across from me at the living room where Oliver was lost in a movie he was watching. He looked calm and relaxed. And healthy. God! He lood healthy. When ever I had the urge to regret my actions or think of how much it's affecting our present lives now, I just look at how healthy and full of life Ollie is and I have a reason to keep fighting. My boy fought and won. Well, thanks to Adrian. Picking up the folded clothes, I headed for the room. As I walked past the study I head Adrian's voice rising from within. He sounded different, professional. But he also sounded tensed. He had earlier mentioned this deal that he had to close and how difficult the client was being. But I knew he would definitely land the deal. There was no way in God's world that Adrian will not land that deal. The sound of his voice pulled me in, I knew he was in a meeting but I was too tempted to walk into that study so instead, I decided
Adrian's PovI held Valentine and rocked her continuously, and about an hour later, her exhaustion gave in, and her breath slowed. But I couldn't sleep. So first, I went to Olivers room to check on him. The young champ was sleeping peacefully with his comic book beside him. As I stared at him, I thought of the possibility of Damian trying to hurt him. It wasn't impossible, I know my brother. He could go through any and every length to get what he wanted. So, I swiftly swung into action, first starting with the security. I doubled the security in the building that morning. They were well-trained, well-armed guards at the gates, around the compound, and two inside the house. It was an invasion of privacy, but I couldn't afford to take the risk, not after last night. I also moved the driver into the staff quarters as well. I wanted him close as she wouldn't leave the hose without him anymore. And for Valentine? I provided two burly, competent bodyguards to move with her, and I couldn't t