Reina sat on the examination table, her expression distant, her body physically exhausted from everything she’d been through.
Arthur’s hand clenched into a fist at his side, fighting back a surge of emotions he wasn’t ready to deal with. He had promised to take her home, to get her back to her mother. The sight of her in his arms, safe, almost felt like the moment he could finally breathe again, but something lingered in his chest—an unsettled, gnawing feeling he couldn’t shake. She had been through so much. He just wanted her to be okay.
The medic, a woman with kind eyes and a calm voice, finished taking Reina’s blood pressure and glanced at her clipboard. She took a deep breath, giving Arthur a knowing look before turning back to Reina.
“I’ll need to run a few more tests, just to make
