DANICAThe first thing I heard was the steady beep of a machine. Soft. Rhythmic. Too calm for the storm in my head.My eyelids fluttered open to a blur of white walls and the faint scent of antiseptic. For a moment, I couldn’t tell where I was or why my body felt like it had been slammed by something heavy.Then I heard his voice.“Danica?”It was low, rough, and laced with something I hadn’t heard in his tone in a long while—fear.I blinked slowly until my eyes found him. Ivan sat beside me, his suit jacket off, his tie loosened. He looked… wrecked. His hair was slightly messy, his sleeves rolled up, and there was exhaustion written all over his face.“You’re awake,” he breathed, as if he wasn’t sure it was real.My throat felt dry. “What… happened?” I managed to whisper.He leaned forward, his hand brushing my arm gently. “Don’t move yet. You hit your head pretty hard.”I frowned, the fog in my mind slowly lifting. “Hit my head?”He nodded, jaw tightening. “The housekeeper called me
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