LENAThe door opened slowly, almost cautiously. I turned, half-expecting Ava with the kids. But it wasn’t her. It was Billy. He stood there in a hospital gown, one arm in a sling, a bruise darkening along his jaw, a nurse hovering nervously behind him like she wasn’t sure she should’ve allowed this. For a moment, no one spoke. Roman froze beside me. I felt my pulse in my throat. Billy looked from me to Roman, then back to me again. Not angry. Not shocked. Just… aware. “I figured,” he said quietly, his voice still a little rough, “if we’re going to keep having important conversations, we might as well stop doing them separately.” My heart squeezed painfully. “You shouldn’t be out of bed,” I said automatically, stepping toward him. The nurse sighed behind him. “Five minutes,” she warned before stepping away down the hall. Billy gave her a small nod and then walked slowly into the room, each step careful but steady. Roman straightened. For two men who technically had no r
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