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Chapter 78

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Roman didn’t know what exactly had pulled him there. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe guilt. Maybe something more dangerous, something he didn’t dare name.

The corridor to the estate’s medical wing was still, the kind of still that pressed on the ribs and made breathing sound too loud.

His steps were silent against the marble, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his expression carved into that same unreadable stone mask he always wore.

But inside, his thoughts wouldn’t stop.

Jace’s words had been a poison, slow, quiet, but spreading fast.

“She’s not hiding to hurt you. She’s hiding to protect you.”

Ridiculous.

He didn’t need protecting. Especially not from a woman who had turned his life inside out.

And yet… here he was.

The door to her room was half open, the soft hum of machines and faint scent of antiseptic spilling into the hall.

Roman paused at the threshold, staring at the sliver of her reflection in the glass panel, the curve of her cheek, the faint rise and fall of her chest,
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