Scarlett Morning arrived slowly, soft sunlight filtered through the hospital, stretching across the floor and climbing the walls inch by inch until the cold room no longer looked quite so harsh. The steady sound of machines filled the silence, low and rhythmic, blending with Liam’s calmer breathing. He was better, but he was still pale, tired, but he was better. The fever had finally broken sometime around dawn, and the doctor assured me several times that he was going to be okay. I should have felt relieved enough to finally breathe normally again. Instead, my chest still felt tight. Adrian had stayed, not for an hour. Not until things settled down. He had been here all night. Even after Avery walked out of the hospital room with heartbreak written all over her face. Even after the arguments, the tension, the emotional exhaustion pressing down on all of us. He stayed anyway. It affected me far more than I wanted it to. I sat beside Liam’s bed carefully adjusting the edge of h
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