Sa loob ng malamig na silid sa private hospital ng Greco syndicate, tahimik si Loveleen habang pinagmamasdan si Julian na himbing pa rin sa kama. Tubes. Machines. Beeping monitors. Lahat ‘yon ay paalala kung gaano ka-delikado ang mundong ginagalawan niya ngayon.
She didn’t say anything when Hades walked in. Tahimik lang siya, nakatayo, still wearing her blood-stained black tactical gear.
“Doc said he’ll wake up in a day or two,” Hades spoke first.
“Good,” Loveleen answered, her voice low. “He needs rest.”
“You need rest,” he said, stepping closer to her. “You haven’t even changed clothes. You haven’t slept.”
She turned to face him slowly. “I’m fine.”
“Bullshit,” Hades snapped, eyes dark. “You’re breaking inside and pretending to be okay.”
“Tao lang ako, Hades,” she replied, holding
