He observed Aurelia sitting on the bed, her gaze fixed on him. The doctor examined her, and despite the tension in the room, a twinge of concern for her well-being crept into Abaddon's thoughts.
Stitch, her loyal companion, had escaped the ordeal relatively unharmed, but Aurelia bore the physical consequences of her impulsive escape. The doctor's assessment revealed bruises and a new injury, a testament to her determination and the risks she took.
As the doctor tended to her, Abaddon's arms remained folded across his chest, attempting to conceal the nervous energy surging through him. A conversation loomed, and the air thickened with unspoken words.
Axel stood guard at the door, and Stitch, ever vigilant, eyed them both. Abaddon couldn't escape the gravity of the situation—the woman
