SLOANEThe hospital cafeteria was one floor down, and I had barely registered the distance between my mother’s ward and the elevator before exhaustion started to creep into my bones. Everything had been a blur since we arrived, machines, doctors, insurance forms, Rhys Storm’s unsettling presence hovering around every corner like he belonged both in my past and in places he had no right to be.But hunger didn’t care about emotional chaos. My mother needed food, and I needed to keep moving before my mind caught up with everything threatening to break me apart.I stepped out of the stairwell door, adjusting my hospital pass at my wrist when I saw Killian and Nika. They stood near the corridor leading to the oncology wing, too composed, too intentional to be just passing through. Killian’s posture was straight, his expression unreadable at first glance, but I knew him too well not to notice the tension in his jaw. Nika stood slightly behind him, her hand resting lightly on her stomach
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