Author’s POV
Daniel and Aria left the hospital still bickering like two toddlers, their voices low but animated as they walked side by side. Aria wore a playful glare, her eyes sharp and full of mock irritation, while Daniel grinned widely, completely unbothered. He loved this version of her—the flushed cheeks, the spark in her eyes, the way her lips pressed together when she pretended to be annoyed. Most of all, he loved the subconscious way she glanced around whenever he leaned in to whisper something dirty in her ear, as if checking to make sure no one could overhear him. It amused him endlessly, and he did it on purpose, enjoying every second of her reaction.
Victor was already waiting by the car when they reached the parking area. He held the door open with quiet efficiency, giving
