Barry and Katrina walked out of the room where Danny lay unconscious and into the visitor's room. The tension between them was palpable.

Barry's face was stern, his eyes narrowing as he turned to Katrina. "So, what's the plan?" he demanded, his voice firm. "What do you intend to do with Danny?"

Katrina smiled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. She walked over to the window, her heels clicking on the floor. "I'm not going to hurt him, Barry," she reassured him, her voice husky. "I love him. I want him, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep him."

Barry raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "You love him?" he repeated, his...