"Hi," I whispered, the word coming out dry and brittle. My heart hammered against my ribs with such frantic intensity that I was certain Jaden could hear it, muffled only by the thin hospital blanket."Hello, Tasha," he replied. His voice was even but carried a slight, gravelly hoarseness, the kind that comes from hours of heavy silence. He didn't move, just watched me with those smoky gray eyes that remained, as always, an unreadable map. "How are you feeling?"I swallowed hard, forcing down the lump of raw emotion rising in my throat. I tried to anchor myself with a smile, though I knew it was shaky. "I'm fine. Really. But... how did you know I was here?""You didn't come to work," he said simply.I frowned, my mind racing. "But the official story... for everyone else, I'm supposed to be on a business trip.""The 'official story' doesn't account for who you are, Tasha," he countered, his voice dropping an octave. "You would never leave without warning or without making sure every la
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