The waiting room was silent.Six hours had passed since Sophia had been taken into surgery. Six hours of waiting, of praying, of hoping. The initial chaos had faded, replaced by a heavy, suffocating quiet that seemed to press down on everyone in the room.Lily sat in a corner, her body slumped against David's shoulder, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She had stopped sobbing hours ago, but the tears still fell silently, tracing paths down her cheeks. David held her, his own face pale and drawn, his mind still reeling from everything he had learned.Leonardo sat apart from them, his elbows on his knees, his head bowed. He hadn't moved in hours. His clothes were still stained with Sophia's blood he hadn't bothered to change. He just sat there, staring at the floor, replaying the moment over and over in his mind.She took the bullet for me.She saved my life.Why?Nico stood by the door, his expression carefully neutral. He had been fielding calls, handling logistics, doing everythi
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