When Aria woke the next morning, the first thing she saw was Kane asleep at the edge of the bed.His forehead was wrapped in a bandage, dark bruises circled under his eyes, and his lips were cracked from dehydration. One of his hands clutched hers tightly, as if even in sleep he couldn't let go.She didn't know how he'd gotten hurt, but she remembered hearing his voice faintly after she'd passed out—soft, broken, whispering apologies over and over again.Her heart ached for his blindness, but more than that, she was simply grateful he was still there with her. Nothing mattered more than him being at her side, with her and their children.She thought back to the day she had fled New York, carrying Basia, wandering through a foreign country. Without Kane, she had been terrified. She had never admitted it to anyone.Her first pregnancy had been filled not with joy but with resentment toward him, fear of the future, and the crushing weight of uncertainty.She hadn't spoken the language, a
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