He sighed, resting his head in his hands. “I miss you, man.”
As the steady hum of the machines filled the room, Kaius glanced at Henry’s still form and then out the window. He would keep visiting, keep talking, and keep believing. Because if there was one thing he knew for sure, it was that Henry was a fighter, and fighters didn’t give up.
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Livia closed the door to her small, dimly lit room and leaned against it, exhaling a shaky breath. The weight of the day pressed heavily on her chest, and she felt as though she might collapse under it. She dropped her bag onto the floor and walked to the mirror, where her composed face stared back at her, a mask she had perfected over time.
“Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry,” she chanted silently, gripping the edges of the dresser. But no matter h
