A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes as he fixed Jarrod with a steady gaze. "Her uterus-there's something abnormal. Something that shouldn't be there."

Jarrod didn't look surprised. He slowly lifted his eyes, meeting the other man's stare. After a brief pause, he replied in a voice only the two of them could understand, "Yeah. You've probably guessed right."

Elodie was transferred into the private suite next to Jarrod's.

A steady stream of people came and went from the room.

At the end of the hallway, Ivan stood, watching the bustle from a distance.

He'd arrived the moment Elodie went into surgery. Deep down, though, he knew he had no real right to stand as family.

No matter how he turned it over, he owed her too much.

Now, seeing Elodie safe and out of surgery, it felt as though a weight had finally lifted from his chest-like he'd been given another chance at life.

Ivan walked out to the hospital's smoking area. His hands shook as he lit a cigarette, then he let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh.

Who was he kidding?

changed; they'd both changed. There was no going

cared for Elodie

bones, until his phone buzzed in his pocket. Queenie's name flashed across the screen-call after

He ignored them all.

the headline screamed scandal, the Jett family's empire unraveling.

he thought, had to be settled one

of blood. By the third day,

meanwhile, seemed to grow

to go back to his own room,

bed, he tucked the blanket gently around her. "Wake up soon, alright? Let's start over. You've lost so much weight. When you're better, I'll make sure you get your strength back. You're beautiful no matter what, but I love

pulling a file folder from the bedside table and

tipped it into his

her hand and studying the way the diamond

you? I could only pretend I didn't notice. I've

let's never take them off,

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