(Dorian’s POV)
His hands are scraped from hitting the pavement. There's a bruise on his jaw that's turning purple. But his face, relaxed in unconsciousness, shows hints of the charm that must have won Scarlett over in college.
I try to hate him. Try to feel nothing but satisfaction that my rival is lying here helpless while I go home to comfort his ex-wife.
But I can't.
Because this man, whatever his flaws, whatever mistakes he made in their marriage, proved something tonight that I can't argue with.
He loves her. Really, truly loves her.
Maybe not the way she deserved when they were married. Maybe not in a way that was healthy or sustainable. But when it mattered most, when her life was on the line, he didn't hesitate.
He risked his life to save her.
The monitors beep steadily, ma
