I fumbled through my purse, found the envelope, and tore it open. A neatly arranged stack of documents lay inside. I picked them up and frowned at the first page. At first, the words blurred together. Then one line caught my eye, and my breath hitched. Adrian had accepted full financial responsibility for Aina's treatment—her hospitalization, medications, follow-up care, and future expenses related to her recovery. I flipped through the remaining pages. His signature appeared at the bottom of each one, confirming that the hospital was to bill him directly for her care. My grip tightened around the papers. “No...” I whispered, staring at his signature. “That can't be real.” “Then why are you doing this, Adrian?” I carefully placed the documents back inside the envelope and slipped it into my purse. I wiped the moisture from my cheeks and smoothed my hair before reaching for the door. Aina was asleep, her small body lying beneath the sheets as the monitors filled the room with t
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