Morning arrived without warmth.
Light entered through the thin curtains, touching the floor and white walls of the hospital room. Everything seemed calm on the surface, yet beneath it, tension still lingered like an indelible mark.
Sophia opened her eyes slowly.
Her body felt lighter compared to the previous night, but the exhaustion had not truly faded. Her hand moved reflexively to her stomach, ensuring one thing that must not be lost.
It was still there.
Her breath escaped softly.
But that calm did not last long, as her mind immediately returned to one name.
Marcus.
On the other side of the room, Adrian Blackwood stood facing the window.
He did not turn when Sophia woke up.
He knew.
"You did not sleep enough," he said.
His voice was low, flat.
Sophia sat up slowly.
"There is no time for that."
Adrian finally turned around.
His gaze met Sophia's.
And between them, there were no pleasantries.
Only reality.
A few minutes later, Daniel and Leonard Graves entered.
