Cecilia's povI sat in that stiff hospital chair, watching the monitors beep in perfect rhythm. It felt like forever.When Cassian's eyes finally fluttered open almost an hour later, I nearly jumped out of my seat in relief.He blinked a few times, groggy and clearly in pain.Then he reached up and touched the bandage on his forehead, wincing as his fingers brushed over one of many injuries.For a second, I thought he might pass out again. Instead, he gave a shaky laugh."Seriously? I can't catch a break," he said with a grin, grimacing through the pain. "Old wounds barely healed, and now I'm collecting new ones. Somebody out there really wants me gone."I blinked, stunned he could joke at all. He looked like hell.Sebastian, standing nearby with arms crossed, didn't smile. "Maybe hold off on the jokes until you're not fresh off a hit attempt," he said, cool and clipped.I had to admit, Cassian's attitude was insane.He was covered in bandages, probably still on some assassin's hit lis
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