Lena stepped back, smoothing her coat as if nothing had happened. She pointed at me coolly.
“She’s hysterical,” she said. “I came to check on her, and she attacked me.”
“Out,” the nurse said flatly. “Now.”
For a brief moment, the room fell silent.
Then I heard footsteps.
Slow. Heavy. Certain.
A man entered, and the atmosphere shifted instantly. Tall, silver-haired, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, he didn’t look at the nurses or at Lena.
He looked at me.
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