They are going to kill me if they find out. The air in this medical wing is thick with the sterile, biting scent of antiseptic and cold steel. It feels like a funeral shroud. I am sitting on this godforsaken table, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, and I am terrified that if I breathe too hard, the truth will leak out of my pores. Every heartbeat feels like a countdown to my own destruction.Dr. Vane is adjusting his stethoscope, his eyes narrow, cold, and entirely too suspicious.Just relax, Aiden, he says, his voice flat and devoid of any human empathy. I need to run a full blood panel. The board needs assurance that your recovery is progressing as promised.I swallow hard, my throat feeling like it is lined with jagged sandpaper. I am fine, Vane. You have my charts. You have the reports from the last specialist. Is this really necessary?Liam is standing by the door, a silhouette of calculated power. He is perfectly still, a predator in a tailored suit, his ey
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