-Bruce-
I sat beside Quinn’s bed, waiting for him to regain his strength. Even though he had woken briefly when I spoke of Ana, it seemed to have been a temporary reaction, with the drugs still exerting their influence. Or perhaps he was simply drained from being bedridden for two years. There was a reason I couldn’t search for Ana.
Suddenly, I had no Beta, no friend. It felt as if I were fighting the world on my own, and I wondered how long it would take for Quinn to recover his strength. Although Filip had assured me that Quinn’s body was kept active to prevent his muscles from completely atrophying, it would still take some time for him to regain full strength.
I knew I would have to go see Gabriel by myself first, but I also knew Quinn would resent me if I left without explaining e
