Lucian's POV
Her breathing was shallow, but she was fine and that was the most important thing right now. I watched her sleep.
She looked so peaceful. Slowly, I got up and looked at her again before walking out. I didn’t want to leave her side, but I knew when she woke up, she wouldn’t want to see me.
I sat in my study, my mind blank. I wasn’t sure what was actually going through it, so I just sat there, staring at the ceiling.
Minutes passed. Maybe hours. I didn’t know.
All I knew was the crushing weight sitting on my chest.
Everything felt off.
The silence.
The air.
Me.
There was a time when being alone with my thoughts brought clarity. But tonight, all it brought was chaos. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face—the look of fear, of pain, of things unspoken.
There was a
