Nuru's POV
I walked back to my room, feeling emotionally drained from the day's events. Adrian, who had been waiting at the door, followed me, and as I settled into bed, he couldn't help but ask about Ophelia.
"Who's Ophelia?" he asked, genuine curiosity in his voice.
I turned to look at him and shrugged. "Just a friend," I replied.
Adrian nodded and didn't press further. I appreciated his understanding and respect for my privacy. As I lay in bed, my thoughts continued to swirl around what I had learned.
My mind was mostly consumed with worry about Damien. I hoped with all my heart that he would wake up soon.
I eventually drifted off to sleep, restless and anxious for the days that lay ahead.
In the days that followed, I kept messaging Ophelia, hoping for any news about his conditi
