Leonard finally looked up. His voice was barely a whisper.“She didn’t even tell me. Not once. She just...” His chest shuddered. “She just killed herself instead of talking to me.”Elara stepped toward him.“Leonard...”“Don’t.” He lifted a hand, not angrily, just lost. “All this time… she was dying. And she was trying to drag me with her and I didn’t even see it.”Julian stood beside him, steady and silent.Leonard’s eyes brimmed with tears, anguish twisting every feature.“I didn’t love her,” he whispered, “but I didn’t want this. Not this.”He pressed his palms against his face.“I don’t even know if I’m infected.”Elara’s breath shook.Julian put a hand on Leonard’s shoulder, firm, grounding.“We’ll get the test done,” he said softly. “Whatever the result is, you won’t go through it alone.”Leonard swallowed hard.For the first time, he didn’t argue.Hours later, after the blood test, Leonard sat outside the clinic staring at nothing.Elara sat beside him.“She thought you’d hate
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