“Adrian?” Deviana’s voice caught in her throat as she appeared at the doorway of the dim hospital waiting room, her figure framed by the harsh corridor lights.

Adrian’s head snapped up, tension stiffening every line of his face. “Deviana… you’re here?” Relief and worry warred in his voice.

“I… I just needed to make sure you’re okay,” she said, swallowing hard, her composure fragile. “I heard Leviana is here for her check-up.”

Adrian’s throat tightened. He averted his eyes, guilt flashing across his features. “Yes… she… she asked me to come with her.”

Deviana’s jaw clenched, her chest tightening. She hated knowing he couldn’t refuse Leviana, that he would once...