Amira’s POVThe door creaked open, and I froze.For days, it had only been Ms. Henss by my side, tending to me, whispering reassurances, trying to fill the gaping holes in my chest. But now, his presence filled the doorway.Mr. Henss.Tall, broad-shouldered, the kind of man whose silence carried weight. His wolfy eyes found me instantly, drinking me in, and for a second, I wanted to look away. But he didn’t blink, and I realized his stare wasn’t cold, it was… searching.He walked closer, each step deliberate, heavy with a weight I could not name. The air between us thickened until I could barely breathe. My heart hammered against my ribs, terrified of what he would say, what he would see when he looked at me fully. He stopped at the edge of the bed where I sat propped up with pillows, my fingers twisting nervously in the thin blanket.His gaze swept over me slowly my tangled hair, the bruises shadowing my jaw, the curve of my cheekbones. His eyes widened. His breath hitched, sharp and
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