The door swung open.
Leo turned his head sharply, his small heart hammering in his chest as the tall, commanding figure of Alessio strode into the room. His presence filled the sterile hospital space, his towering frame nearly making it feel smaller. The sharp scent of his expensive cologne mixed with the faint antiseptic smell of the hospital, creating a contrast that unsettled Leo.
Behind him, two men dressed in black entered, their faces blank as they carried several shopping bags. They placed them neatly on the couch before quickly bowing their heads and leaving.
Silence stretched between them.
Leo’s little hands clutched at his blanket. His mind was still spinning from the nurse’s words.
"Your dad is cool."
The cool guy he had admired was his father.
It didn't make sense.
His
