Hazel's POV
"What is it?" Julian asked, the urgency in my expression apparently eclipsing, for him, everything still unresolved between us.
I looked up from the phone, the coolness I had been holding onto all evening gone entirely from my face, replaced by something closer to fear. "It's the university," I said. "Someone's leaked my medical records to the press. There's already an article live claiming I faked my recovery to trap a billionaire husband into a payout."
The words felt strange in my mouth, absurd and violating all at once, the private architecture of my own body suddenly rendered into a headline for strangers to argue over. I scrolled the article with hands that had gone unsteady, Adrian reading over my shoulder, his jaw tightening at whatever he found there.
"Who would ev
