My grip tightened slightly around Leo’s hand.
I should’ve kept walking.
Honestly, I didn’t even know why I stopped in the first place.
Every instinct I had was telling me to leave.
To walk out of the room.
Instead, I stood there.
Looking at him.
Looking at the man who somehow still had the ability to make my thoughts feel messy.
“It depends,” I said finally. My voice came out calm. Far steadier than I felt. “On what you want.”
For a second, Dominic didn’t answer.
I watched him hesitate.
Years ago, Dominic always seemed to know exactly what to say.
Now he looked almost uncertain.
As if he were choosing every word carefully.
“Umm…”
His hand moved through his hair.
A nervous habit.
“What did the doctor say about him?”
His eyes shifted toward Leo who was rushing outside the r
