Third-Person POVThe car pulled up outside the hospital, but instead of heading toward where Jonathan was recovering, Alessandro went directly to Wayne’s wardroom next door.Mason followed a step behind, completely bewildered. "Sir, Jonathan’s room is next door. Why are we—""Wait outside," Alessandro cut him off coldly, standing before a quiet room near the end of the hall. He didn't need reports from his spies to understand Adira. Background checks gave facts, dates, and numbers, but they lacked emotions. He wanted to see the piece of her world she was so desperately trying to protect.Alessandro pushed the door open quietly.Inside, a frail boy sat propped up against a mountain of pillows, staring longingly out the window. Wayne looked up at the sound of the opening door, his big, bright eyes blinking in confusion as a towering, impeccably dressed man stepped into the room."Are you... lost, mister?" Wayne asked softly, his voice small and rasping.Alessandro closed the door behind
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