Aria (Elena Vale)The surgery clock ticked louder than the monitors. Tick, tick, tick.Five hours. Five bullets.And somehow, he was still alive.“Bullet number four out,” the assisting nurse said, dropping it into the metal tray.I didn’t flinch, didn’t react. I didn't feel anything at all.This is the life he chose. Blood, guns and enemies. Operating on him shouldn’t surprised me.It didn’t.“Pressure dropping,” the anesthesiologist warned.“I see it,” I said calmly. “Increase fluids. Suction.”My hands moved on their own steadily, precise and detached.Not Aria.Not Elena.Just Doctor Vale.“Last one,” the nurse whispered.The final bullet came free, slick and dark. I stitched him up carefully. When it was done, I peeled off my gloves and finally allowed myself to look at his face.Paler than I remembered. Less terrifying and almost… human.For a second, an old memory tried to surface, his hand on my waist, his voice low in the dark.I crushed it. “Transfer him to recovery,” I said
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