The contracted heart
y tethering David's father to this mortal plane. Sofia felt rooted to the spot, her body
he fathom running headlong into her ex-husband like this. The man whose betrayal
e inhumanly cruel wi
indication. Those hauntingly familiar eyes she'd once fallen headlong into fli
s suit doing nothing to soften the harsh angles of his face a
and lingering turmoil battering her from all sides. The turbulent highs and shatt
self not to get swept away by that raging undercurrent of emotions. Beside her, Kel
sting like ash on her tongue. "I...Kelvin
eyes and mouth as he stared at the comatose figure in the bed. Of course, he'd had no idea this trag
penetrable mask. He inclined his head at the withered man lying between them—a mer
stubbornness has landed us all
-delusion, could ignore the tangled ramifications of this encounter. Not when the man who had
are. "With all due respect, I didn't come here for some twisted reunion with my girlfriend
He looked riven, stoic facade cracking under the weight of his grief, fear, and protectiveness all conve
ven if her insides roiled with a sickly combination of dread and emotional whiplash from David's reappearance. "Whate
hin in a mollifying nod. He pivoted sharply back towards the hospital bed, leaving th
ully assumed a bedside vigil, clutching his father's limp hand between his calloused palms
ner stationed at his side, subjugating her inner turmo
hospital staff rotating the ElderLord Dickson's forest of IV drips and tubes. But his weighted stare seemed to b
a slowly blinked, dragging a weary hand down her features as the world swayed blearily ar
Kelvin sucked in a strangled inhale. Following his
m rupturing the fragile bubble of stillness. Because the cacophony
nd there was nothing any of them could do but bear witn
ckled grip, murmuring soft, meaningless reassurances against his heaving shoulder blade
he whirlwind of medical intervention swarming his father's bed. His face was
was still a son grappling with a primal, immeasurable loss at this moment. Sofia ach
hal dynasty should be the catalyst drawing the shattered fragments of their lives into realignment once mo
once-shared histories were now forever anchored together in the wake of this cruelly symmetr
om this mortal plane, even the phalanx of medical professionals seemed to
ce from the demons of the past. Not anymore. Only the option of weathering th
ndolences and indistinct promises about processing paperwork. Until
ion hollowed ou
he stared with lashless intensity at the bed
overing in the chasm between
n, there was no hostility, no pretense in hi
husked syllables already corroding
history quaked between them, a pit of recrimination and ruins. All
ith the first shockwave of sobs, Sofia didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around his torso. Providing
f a s