Jaxon stayed seated beside Zara’s bed, his fingers loosely wrapped around hers. For a while, neither of them spoke. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind that settled after chaos, heavy but calm, like the aftermath of a storm.Zara was the first to break it.“What about Commander Reaves?” she asked quietly, her voice still weak but steady. “Is he… is he okay?”Jaxon nodded. “We got to him in time. He’s in the hospital now, getting treatment. He’s badly hurt, but he’s alive.”Relief washed over her face, and she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “Good,” she murmured. “I was so scared he wouldn’t make it.”“He’s tougher than he looks,” Jaxon said. “He’ll pull through.”Zara studied his face, noticing the exhaustion etched into his features. Dark shadows sat beneath his eyes, and his jaw looked tight, as if he hadn’t truly relaxed since everything happened.“You should rest too,” she said softly.He shook his head. “I’m fine.”“You’re not,” she replied,
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