Cassian had imagined Elara opening her eyes a thousand times. He had imagined tears, questions, and even anger. He had prepared himself for all of it. What he had not prepared himself for was the way she looked at him that morning, her eyes filled with confusion, as though she were trying to decide whether he was real. “Cassian?” Hearing his name in her voice had nearly brought him to his knees. “Yes, sweetheart.” He moved closer to her bed, careful not to overwhelm her. “I'm here.” Her lips trembled. “What happened to me?” He glanced at Dr. Harris, who had advised him to let Elara rest before discussing anything too distressing. “You've been through a lot,” he said gently. “You were hurt, and the doctors needed to help you recover. We'll talk about everything, I promise.” “How long?” Cassian hesitated. He could have softened the truth. He could have told her only what she needed to know in that moment, but he had made himself a promise while she lay unconscious. No more hidin
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