The hospital room felt too bright, like the lights were shining straight into Kai’s skull. He was sitting up in the bed now, IV drip still going, one arm in a cast, ribs taped tight under the gown. Damien sat on the edge, holding his hand like it was the only solid thing left in the world. “We’re staying right here,” Damien said, voice low but steady. “All night if we have to.” Kai nodded, eyes still half-closed from the pain meds. “Good. Because I’m not going anywhere. Not without you.” Outside the room, Kaicen talked to the cops. Lila was called in. But the secret was out. Victor was in cuffs. The accomplice too. The door opened quiet. A nurse came in with fresh clothes. “He can go home tomorrow,” she told them. “But rest first. No big calls.” Damien waited till she left. Then he leaned
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