Adele~ Seems today is visitor's day. “Adele, please, I just want to talk,” Roman pleaded. The man looked different from the cheerful Roman I once knew. Now, he looked like a shell of himself. When he wheeled Ryan to see Ethan the other day, he at least still looked like someone who had a body and soul. Now, he looked like a ghost dragged out of the laundry basket—wrinkled, pale, and worn thin. “If you’re here to plead on behalf of Julia, over the lawsuit, forget it,” I cut him short before he could sit down. “I don’t care if she cries, faints, or sells Ryan’s kidneys to pay off her debts. She can figure it out.” Roman’s lips parted, but no sound came out for a long moment. His eyes glistened strangely, and then he whispered, “I’m not here for Julia. I… I came for myself.” That stilled me. Roman? The eternal mediator, the peacemaker, the guy who could smile through a hurricane? He had never once shown me weakness, not even when he learned of Ryan and Julia’s fornication.
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