Ingrid's POV I froze mid step.Imani was already crossing the lobby toward me. No coat, still in yesterday's clothes, the look of someone who had been inside so long they'd forgotten there was an outside. And she was smiling. The kind of smile that took over her whole face made her look like herself again."Where are you going? Didn't you come to see Yara?"I opened my mouth. My mind went somewhere very fast and came back with something. "Ahhh... yes, but I got a call. The vineyard. One of the fermentation tanks — the temperature is off, and if we lose this batch—""Now?" She looked genuinely confused. Then worried. The way Imani worried — immediately, fully, thinking about the problem and the solution at the same time. "Can't you see Yara first? Just five minutes? She's awake, Ingrid. She's talking, she's—""I'll come back tonight." The words came out sharper than I meant them to. "I promise." I pushed the gift bag into her arms before she could argue. "I got these for Yara. Tell he
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