Adrian’s POVLeonardo stood by the window like a permanent fixture, hands clasped behind his back as though he were observing a painting, not a hospital room. I didn’t say a word. I just stared out the opposite window, pretending to admire the gray sweep of the clouds over the city skyline. In truth, I was counting the seconds, listening to the machines beeping beside me, feeling the dull, dragging ache in my gut. I didn’t acknowledge him. Not even when he shifted his weight or cleared his throat. He had been here over an hour. Not once had he asked how I was. Typical.Finally, I glanced at him.That was all it took.“Are you now besties with Nikolai Volkov?” he asked with disdain.I took in a slow breath, biting down the urge to answer with all the venom I had. Instead, I said- “Thanks for checking up on me, Father. You can leave if you have nothing else to say.”His eyes darkened, and for a second, his arm lifted just enough that I flinched. My body remembered far more than it sho
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