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Nathan lowered his head with a muted \u201cOkay.\u201d Then he added, \u201cLet her rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet was still worried. Without thinking, she said, \u201cI\u2019ll just look in on her from the doorway. Just a peek.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She started toward the room, but had taken only one step when Nathan caught her arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet turned and saw him shake his head slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Understanding his silent message, she didn\u2019t press further. Instead, she said to Claire, \u201cI\u2019ll come by tomorrow with some food for her. Nathan and I will head home now. If she wakes up, tell her we\u2019re worried, and that no matter what, her family is here for her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire\u2019s eyes grew damp. She nodded. \u201cI will.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Violet and Nathan left the maternity wing, Claire returned to the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was lying flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her eyes filled with silent tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had heard every word of the conversation outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So now, she felt a deep, aching sorrow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire sat down beside the bed, picked up a tissue, and gently wiped Scarlett\u2019s cheeks. \u201cYou heard them, didn\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett nodded. \u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think we can keep this hidden much longer,\u201d Claire said quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a moment\u2019s thought, Scarlett replied, \u201cWhen Violet comes tomorrow, tell her I\u2019ve gone back to Ravenshade Villa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire frowned. \u201cYou\u2019re really not going to tell them?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett pressed her lips together. \u201cMy brother has a temper. If he finds out what happened\u2026 he won\u2019t let it go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Understanding her friend\u2019s fear, Claire reluctantly agreed. \u201cI\u2019ll do my best tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then Claire went to prepare warm water and a towel, carefully washing Scarlett\u2019s face and\u00a0<\/p>\n
arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once she was cleaned up, Scarlett felt the sharpest edges of her pain ease slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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About half an hour later, as she drifted in and out of sleep, the sound of the door opening made her eyes fly open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Over the past two days, Scarlett had grown acutely sensitive to that sound. Even the faintest noise from the doorway would startle her awake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d she asked, her voice thick with caution.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room was dark. With only moonlight from the window, she couldn\u2019t make out the figure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The person didn\u2019t answer, only walked slowly toward the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Feeling the approach, Scarlett instinctively shrank back against the pillows.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then a pair of warm hands closed over her cold, fear\u2013chilled arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Out of the darkness came a low, husky voice. \u201cIt\u2019s me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett recognized Damian\u2019s voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
On the sofa nearby, Claire stirred. Seeing who it was, she asked softly, \u201cScarlett, do you want me to step out for a bit?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing Claire might leave, panic gripped Scarlett. \u201cDon\u2019t go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian sat on the edge of the bed, holding Scarlett\u2019s hand tightly. He didn\u2019t want to let go. Looking down, his vision was blurred by the dark\u2013he could only vaguely make out her shape.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d said he wouldn\u2019t come. But after returning home, sleep had been impossible\u2013thoughts of her had crowded his mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So he\u2019d stopped fighting it and come straight to the hospital.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leaning forward slightly, he pinned Scarlett\u2019s blurred features with his sharp gaze, his voice dropping to a low growl. \u201cYou sure?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire could feel the intensity radiating off Damian. Stepping forward to break the tension, she said, \u201cScarlett, I\u2019ll leave you two to talk. I\u2019ll come back later.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she slipped out of the room, gently pulling the door shut behind her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she left, a heavy silence settled over the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He leaned in slightly. Even in the dimness, his gaze felt intense, fixed on the shadow of her face. \u201cWere you pregnant?\u201d he asked, his voice low.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett tried to pull her hand back, but Damian\u2019s grip was firm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She couldn\u2019t see him clearly either, only the outline of his features in the faint light. \u201cI don\u2019t owe you an answer to that,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian\u2019s temper flared. He tightened his hold. \u201cJust tell me. Yes or no?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he leaned closer, his weight pressed against her, making it hard to breathe\u2013and brushing against her wounds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett couldn\u2019t hold back a sharp gasp of pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sounded truly hurt, struggling to contain it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing it, Damian instantly released her hand. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d he asked, concern cutting through his anger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett bit her lip and stayed silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Worried now, Damian reached over and turned on the bedside light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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