His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 41

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Carlos turned me down again. He had me thrown out, just like last time. I don't know why he's being so cold, but I need. to be part of this project. I don't know how else to get in." Vesta watched me carefully, her eyes filled with understanding. "It sounds like there's more to this than just Carlos's decision. Maybe he's protecting you in some way. Or maybe the project is more complicated than you realize." I frowned. "What do you mean?"

Vesta paused, choosing her words carefully. "This project... I've heard things. It's not the kind of thing that most people would volunteer for without some serious thought. It's... morally challenging."

I felt a chill run down my spine. I had suspected something like this, but hearing Vesta confirm it made the weight of my decision feel even heavier. "Morally challenging how?" I asked, though I wasn't sure I wanted the answer. Vesta didn't respond directly. Instead, she leaned forward and said, "You need to be careful, Doris. This isn't just a regular experiment. Whatever Carlos and his team are working on-it has risks, and it's not just physical. It's something that will test you in ways you might not be prepared for."

I sat there, processing her words. Vesta wasn't the type to scare me unnecessarily, but her warning made me pause. "I have to do this," I said quietly. "I can't just walk away."

She studied me for a moment, then nodded slowly. "If you're sure, then I'll help you. But you need to promise me you'll be careful."

I nodded, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and resolve. "I will."

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Vesta stood and moved to her cabinets, pulling out a set of tools. "There's a way to get you in," she said quietly. "But it's going to require a little intervention."

set the tools on the table. "What kind

some of the barriers in place for the volunteers. It's not invasive, but it's necessary for the project." I

skillfully. The procedure was over before I even had time to process it fully. She bandaged me up, her touch gentle but firm. "For the next two weeks, you need to take it easy," she said. "The surgery wasn't major, but your body will need time

nodded, her words sinking in. I wasn't sure what lay ahead, but I knew one thing: I was now part of the experiment, and there was no turning

of the project

answers to some

my apartment, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on my chest. Half a month had passed since I volunteered

either. Most of them admired my courage. I could see it in the way they looked at me, like I was

just crazier.

been even sweeter about it. They didn't understand

eyes full of concern and affection. I didn't have the heart to tell them that their kindness only made the

like a lifetime, and every

I tried not to dwe on it, but

quite right. The streets were quieter than usual, but I didn't think much of it at

and in that split second, I knew it wasn't an accident. This was deliberate. I threw myself to the side, barely managing to dodge the vehicle as it screeched past me. My heart raced as the car came to a

wild, her