Susan woke to the sound of machines, a slow, rhythmic beeping. Cool air against her skin. The faint sting in her throat reminded her she’d been fighting for breath before backing out. Her eyelids fluttered open, the ceiling coming into focus in fragments.Hospital.“You’re awake.”Adrian’s voice was calm and controlled, but tight around the edges in a way she had never heard before. He stood beside her bed, jacket gone, sleeves rolled up, one hand resting lightly on the rail.Susan swallowed. Her throat burned. “Water?”He moved instantly, lifting the cup, adjusting the straw. “Slow.”She obeyed, taking a careful sip. The room steadied.“What happened?” she asked, though she already knew.Adrian’s jaw flexed. “Anaphylaxis. Severe. If we were five minutes later..." He stopped himself. “The doctors stabilized you.”Susan closed her eyes briefly.Peonies. Of course it would be peonies. Julian just had to buy the one flower she was deathly allergic to.“Did he...” she began.“He’s not her
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