The door burst open before the doctor could say another word.
Theo strode in like a storm, his dark eyes sharp, scanning the room—scanning me.
I barely had a second to collect myself before his gaze locked onto the doctor. “What are the results?”
His voice was calm, too calm. But I wasn’t fooled. Underneath that control was something raw, something unsettled.
The doctor hesitated, flicking a glance at me before answering. “She’s a match.”
The air in the room shifted.
Theo exhaled, his jaw tightening. His expression didn’t change, but I felt it—the weight of something unspoken settling between us.
A second chance.
That’s what this was.
A chance to live. A chance to hold onto the empire he had built. A chance to win the war he was fighting, whatever that war was.
But I also saw the
