UGLY? No More!
His hand hesitated on the doorknob for a moment, then he pushed it open quietly.
The soft glow of the television bathed the room in a bluish haze, the low murmur of a news anchor filling the silence.
There she was, Elara, lying on her side with the blanket pulled around her, phone clenched tightly in her hand.
On the screen before her, Diana’s smiling face flashed alongside that of a little boy. Milo. Comment sections scrolled endlessly, questions, speculations, whispers of scandal beginning to build momentum.
Julian’s chest ached at the sight. He slipped off his jacket and sat on the edge of the bed, cautious, like approaching something fragile that might shatter if he moved too quickly.
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