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FLORIAN'S POV The doctor rushed back into the room immediately, along with a nurse who quickly moved to check his vitals."What happened?" the doctor asked, his eyes scanning the monitors carefully."He woke up," I said, my voice unsteady, my mind still moving around what he'd said. "He was talking, saying something about people coming after us, after me. Then he just passed out again."The doctor frowned slightly, checking his chart once again. "His vitals are stable, thankfully. This could just be trauma-induced confusion, especially given his mental health history. Maybe it was just a mental episode caused by trauma.""He seemed so certain," I said quietly, staring down at my uncle's pale, still face. "Like he genuinely believed someone was after us.""We'll continue monitoring him closely," the doctor assured me. "Once he's more stable, we can look into arranging a psychiatric evaluation to better understand what he's experiencing."I nodded slowly, though the unease coiling tigh

FLORIAN'S POV..I drove down to the address the unknown number dropped for me a few minutes ago.The address led me to the outskirts of town, an old, abandoned industrial area I hadn't visited in years. My car's headlights cut through the darkness as I pulled up outside a large, decaying warehouse, its exterior rusted and worn, the surrounding lot overgrown with weeds pushing up through cracked concrete.The place was a total waste land. I heard it was abandoned because the owner died and everyone refused to take over the business because they believed the owner was a wizard and used magical powers.I parked and stepped out slowly, my hand instinctively brushing against the small handgun tucked into my jacket pocket, something I'd taken from the safe at home before leaving, just in case whatever waited here turned out to be more dangerous.The warehouse sat silently in front of me, no lights visible, no signs of movement anywhere. I approached cautiously, my footsteps echoing softly a

FLORIAN'S POV…I stared at the shadow in the dark as he walked away.I don't know who he was or why he did what he did, but I felt grateful to him, whoever he was. He literally saved our lives.I didn't waste any more time standing there. I quickly took Roseline's hand and led her out of the warehouse, my mind still racing from everything that had just happened. My hands were shaking as I unlocked the car, and I kept glancing over my shoulder the entire time, half expecting someone else to jump out of the darkness. We got inside, and I drove straight home, my grip tight on the steering wheel the whole way, my eyes constantly checking the rearview mirror just in case someone was following us.Neither of us spoke much during the drive. Roseline sat quietly beside me, her arms wrapped around herself, staring out the window at the passing streets. Every so often, I'd glance over at her, making sure she was still there, still safe, still breathing.Once we got home, I called the police ri

Roseline's POV…"I plan to talk to my father today," Florian said at breakfast.His hands holding the fork mid-air.I looked up from my plate and nodded my head."That's a good idea," I said. "You need answers, and honestly, so do I at this point.""I know," he said, setting his fork down finally, his eyes distant like his mind had already wandered ahead to the conversation he was about to have. "I just don't know how to even start asking him. What am I supposed to say? Hey, did you know my real parents before they died?""Just be direct," I said gently. "Tell him what Marcus told you. See how he reacts. Sometimes people's reactions tell you more than their actual words do.""You're probably right," he said, managing a small, tired smile.We finished the rest of breakfast in calm silence, the weight of everything from the past few days still hanging heavily over us, though it felt slightly lighter now that we were at least facing it together instead of separately.Once we finished eat

Roseline's POV….I looked at Nina for a while, her face already pale, fear visible in her eyes.We both sat there deciding to pretend we didn't hear the knock, hoping the person would go away, but instead we heard the front door open.I stood up abruptly and moved, stopping by the kitchen to pick up a knife from the drawer."Florian?" I called out when I was getting close."It's me, Gabriel."I let out a breath of relief, and Gabriel came into view, his eyes going to the knife in my hands, his expression twisting with confusion."Oh, I thought it was someone else," I said quickly, lowering the knife."Were you expecting someone else?" he asked."Don't worry, when Florian gets back he'll explain," I said."He's not back yet?" Gabriel asked, his brows furrowing.I nodded slowly."I thought he was. The last time he spoke, he said he was just close by—"The door swung open and Florian came into view."Roseline, what's going—"Nina said as she walked up to the doorway, blinking in surprise