Roman’s hands curled into fists at his sides.
His patience snapped.
“Why the f**k did you have to say that name?” he hissed through clenched teeth, eyes burning.
Theon lifted both hands slightly in a defensive gesture. “Maybe giving me a heads up would have been better.”
He glanced at Evelyn on the bed, then back at Roman.
“I came back to the country as fast as I could because I was told your symptoms were acting up again,” he said, then paused, picking up his tools. “But who knew…”
Theon took a breath and spoke like a doctor again. “Let’s get her out of this hospital ward into a more private, cozy environment before she wakes up. We can’t stimulate her further.”
Roman dragged a hand down his face, forcing his rage back into his bones. He pressed his palm to his forehead like his sk
