“Kane, you're here so early. Have you finally brought some good news?”
Victor leaned against the hospital bed, enduring the burning pain in his shoulders and joints as he sat up straighter. Each movement was small, but it felt as if his muscles were being torn apart by an iron hook, causing the muscles at his temples to tense involuntarily.
The morning light in the ward was still faint; the curtains weren’t fully drawn and the sky outside resembled a cup of grey-blue milk that hadn’t been stirred properly. The air carried the scents of medicine and disinfectant, along with the distinctive quiet of the hospital ward at dawn — a stillness so pristine that it bordered on coldness.
Kane stood by the bed, but he didn't look happy.
It wasn’t just the fatigue of a sleepless night, but a mixtu
