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Luan's Pov. Immediately they found the knife, it became clear and real. Someone had actually been in this room. Not like I was doubting her, but she had been through a lot lately and I wanted to be sure that she wasn't just hallucinating. I turned back to Vera. "What did they look like? Did you see their face?"She shook her head. "The light was low. I couldn't see clearly." Then she paused, pressing her lips together as she tried to remember. "They were wearing a cloak. Dark colored. And I'm certain it was a man. The hands, the build, everything about it felt like a man."I frowned, straightened up and looked around the room. Then I looked at the nurses."I was standing outside at the main entrance the entire time," I said. "I didn't see anyone walk in through the front. Which means whoever this was is still inside this building."The nurses looked at each other.I pointed at four of them. "You four stay in this room with her. Don't open that door for anyone except me. You unders

Luan's Pov. "Watch your step," I said as we stepped onto the house. "I'm fine," Vera said, but she still leaned into me slightly as she walked, and I kept my arm steady around her waist just in case.According to her, the bullet wound on her shoulder wasn't giving her as much trouble as it had in the first few days. However I could see that she was still moving carefully, the way a person does when they've learned not to trust their body completely yet. And I wasn't going to let her fall or stumble, not on my watch, not after everything that had already happened.We stepped into the living room and she lowered herself onto the couch slowly, letting out a quiet breath as she settled in. I stayed close for a moment, watching her face to see if she was hiding any pain. I could see that she wasn't wincing which was a good thing. The doctor had said she would be fine, but somehow, I knew how painful a gunshot wound can be. I had one on me too.The last thing I wanted for her right no

Luan's Pov. Rose opened the door and stepped in, glancing between the two of us with the careful expression of someone who had clearly heard everything and had decided not to comment on any of it."Breakfast is ready," she said simply. "In the dining room."I looked at Vera and she looked at me."Can you bring it here?" Vera asked.Rose blinked. "Here?""To the room," Vera said. "We want to eat here."Rose looked at me and I nodded. "Bring it up, Rose."I wouldn't blame Rose, we have never told her to bring breakfast to our room. Most of the times when she was told to bring the meal to the room is if Vera wants to eat alone. So she must have been really surprised when she heard us say she should bring it to the room. Rose gave a small nod, the corner of her mouth twitching just slightly, and then she turned and pulled the door shut behind her.Vera sat up slowly, adjusting herself against the headboard, and I sat up beside her. A few minutes later Rose came back with the tray, two

Third person's Pov. “Yes, it was me” The moment the word left the man's mouth, his whole countenance changed, every bit of the careful, quiet that had been sitting in his expression disappeared.And what was left was anger, the decision he had already made a long time ago came to the surface, the decision that he had only been waiting for the right moment to carry it out. With that, he snapped his fingers. The sound was small, sharp and immediately he did, Boaz, who had been standing a short distance away with a straight face reached beneath his jacket and brought out a pistol. He stepped forward and held it out, Luan took it without looking at him.Vera's mouth opened. She wanted to say something but she didn't know what exactly, only that something in her chest was pushing upward and trying to find words. She had known, from the moment Klevis had thrown the man to the ground, what the end of this scene was going to look like. She had known it the way you know a storm is coming

Luan's Pov. “What if he wasn't the right person?”Hearing this, I stared at her without saying a word. "What if he was innocent? There was no way for me to know for sure who he was. It was dark that night. I told you, I couldn't see his face." She added, her voice laced with uncertainty. It was still somehow to me, the man had clearly admitted that he was the one who attempted to kill vera, so why was she still unsure if he was the one?. Honestly, it didn't really sit well with me. "Vera," I said, and I made sure she was looking at me when I said it. "You were there on that lawn, you heard him confess. You heard him admit with his own mouth that he was the one who came to your hospital room.""But what if…""There is no what if," I said, my voice was gentle but firm. "You heard him confess. Klevis heard him confess. I heard him confess, Boaz was there too, he admitted to it. There was no doubt."She sighed, a long, shaky sound that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside her c