"How is she, doctor?" Aiden asked somberly when he saw the doctor finally turn to face them.
On the bed, Selene was lying still, looking weaker than before. Arwen’s brows knitted in a frown as she took in the sight.
If she hadn’t seen Selene collapse with her own eyes, she might have doubted it. But watching her fall so hard onto the floor had left no room for disbelief.
"Ms. Martin is fine, Mr. Winslow," the doctor said calmly. "It’s just fatigue. Her body gave in under accumulated stress. She will recover after some rest."
Aiden nodded, though the tight crease between his brows didn’t ease.
The doctor gave Selene one last glance before adding, "She should wake up soon. Rest assured. I will take my leave."
Aiden nodded again as Mr. Jones stepped forward to escort the doctor out.
"You embarrassed her," Arwen finally said when they were alone. Her tone was even, not accusing, but carrying a quiet reproach. "You shouldn’t have spoken to her like that. Didn’t you say that you owe her?"
"Owing her doesn’t mean I should lie about things," he replied, his voice low, the frown still carved between his brows.
Arwen studied his face, and for a moment, her own expression softened. She let out a small sigh and stepped closer to him. Gently, she reached up and brushed her fingers against his forehead.
"Stop frowning," she murmured. "You will age faster."
He didn’t react, and she hesitated, lowering her hand. "I didn’t ask you to lie. It’s just that ..."
She paused, feeling stuck. Because no matter how she tried to phrase it. There was no way to speak the truth without hurting someone who refused to hear it.
In the end, she only pressed her lips into a She paused, feeling stuck. Although she put it that way, there seemed no way to speak the truth without hurting someone who was not willing to hear it.
In the end, she only pressed her lips in a thin line, then drew in a breath and quietly changed the subject.
"She is like this," she said softly. "Sending her back wouldn’t be the right thing. Let her rest here."
Aiden looked at her in silence, his gaze searching her eyes. For a moment, it felt like he was about to say something, but he held it back. Instead, he nodded.
"Let’s send her back tomorrow," he said, his voice as firm as his decision.
"Tomorrow?" she asked, her eyes getting a little smaller at him.
When he arched his brow at her, she shrugged at nothing in particular. Turning, she glanced at Selene. The woman looked fragile in sleep, a stark contrast to how she was when she was awake. "No, I mean ... it feels like you don’t want to keep her around."
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