[Asher]Elena was being pushed toward us in a wheelchair, Raphael guiding it carefully while Matteo held onto her drip bag.My lips pressed together as they approached, my gaze immediately drawn to her.She looked… fragile.Pale.Exhausted.Her eyes lifted and met mine, and I bit down on my lip so hard I almost tasted blood as I took in every detail of her—every sign of what she’d endured.Raphael stopped the wheelchair beside me."Where’s he?" Elena asked, her voice soft but urgent, her eyes fixed on me."He’s inside," I answered immediately, avoiding her brothers’ gazes.Because if looks could kill, I would’ve been dead hours ago.They’d made it very clear—without words—that if anything happened to Elena, I would be dead the next second."Why are you all standing outside?" she asked, frowning. "I want to see him.""The doctor said he needs to be isolated for a few hours," I explained. "We can’t see him right now."Worry instantly clouded her features. "Why?" she asked, her voice tre
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