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The whole room becomes awfully quiet. The soft, steady, and rhythmic hum coming from the monitors attached to him was the only sound that kept the room alive.
I sat there unmoving, barely daring to shift my weight, afraid that if I did, something would shatter. Him. Me. This thin, borrowed moment of peace felt like it might dissolve if I looked at it too closely.
Hunter slept heavily now.
The hard lines of tension that usually carved his face had eased, smoothing him into someone almost unrecognizable. Younger. Softer. Vulnerable in a way that made my chest ache. It struck me then how rarely anyone must see him like this-guard lowered, power stripped away, reduced to flesh and bone held together by stitches, skill, and luck.
Just a man.
I reached out before I could stop myself, before my brain could warn me not to get attached, and rested my fingers lightly on the back of his hand.
The sensation hit me harder than I expected, and my throat tightened painfully.
“You’re an idiot,” I whispered, my voice trembling despite my attempt to keep it light. “You should’ve stayed down. You should’ve let them handle me.” My breath hitched as the image replayed in my mind-him bleeding, barely standing, still choosing to hold me together instead of himself. “I wasn’t thinking straight,” I admitted quietly. “I started breaking things just so I could see you.”
My fingers curled slightly against his skin.
“I was scared,” I went on, the words spilling out now that I’d started. “Scared something would happen to you and I wouldn’t be there. Scared I’d lose you before I even understood why you mattered so much.”
I swallowed hard.
I still had no idea what had happened to him. No idea who hurt him or why. And I hadn’t asked his men-not really-because I already knew the answer I’d get. Silence. Deflection. Loyalty that ran deeper than my need for truth.
Anything important would require Hunter’s permission.
So all I could do was wait.
The explosion brushed the edges of my mind then, but it couldn’t compete with the sight in front of me. Him, unconscious and pale, fingers still faintly curled around mine as if even sleep couldn’t make him let go.
There was too much happening inside my head. Too many questions clawing for attention. I felt split down the middle-one part of me desperate to stay right here, anchored beside him, and another screaming that if I didn’t start chasing the truth myself, I’d drown in the not-knowing.
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I leaned back in the chair, exhaustion finally catching up to me. My body felt heavy, wrung out, like I’d been hollowed from the inside. But my thoughts refused to slow, circling endlessly around the same names and
moments.
A soft knock broke the quiet.
One of Hunter’s men stepped in, careful and respectful, as if afraid to disturb the air itself. “He’s stable,” he said quietly. “Doctors will stay nearby. You should rest too.”
“I will,” I replied automatically, even though we both knew it was a lie.
He hesitated, studying me for a moment, then nodded and slipped out, closing the door softly behind him.
Hunter slept deeply this time, color slowly returning to his face, his grip on my hand slack but still there, like a promise he refused to release even unconscious.
Only then did I let myself think.
About the gaps in my memory.
About the explosion.
About Beckett.
Hunter had answers. I was certain of it. But he was still holding them back, still deciding when and how much
I was allowed to know. Maybe he thought he was protecting me. Maybe, in his own way, he was.
But I was done waiting.
Done sitting quietly while other people decided what I could handle.
I brushed my thumb once over Hunter’s knuckles, gentle and lingering. “I’ll be back,” I whispered, more a vow than a goodbye. “I just need the truth.”
He didn’t wake, but his fingers curled faintly around mine, like he heard me anyway.
I stood slowly and carefully and left the room.
The hallway was guarded immediately-Hunter’s men straightening as soon as they saw me. Their eyes tracked every movement.
“Can you please prepare a car for me? I need to go somewhere,” I said before they could stop me.
One of them frowned. “Madam-the boss won’t like that.”
I met his gaze without blinking. “From what I can remember, I’m not a prisoner here, am I?”
The man didn’t flinch, but something in his eyes tightened. “We are under orders to protect you at all costs, madam. We can’t allow you to leave the premises. It’s too dangerous out there.”
A humorless laugh slipped out of me. “Dangerous,” I echoed softly. “You think I don’t already know that?”
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I took a step forward. Then another.
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“I survived an explosion I can’t even fully remember,” I said, my voice calm but edged with steel. “I woke up with pieces of my life missing, surrounded by men with guns who won’t answer my questions. And the one person who might tell me the truth was lying on that bed, unconscious.”
The hallway felt smaller now. Tighter.
“So forgive me,” I continued, “if your definition of dangerous doesn’t scare me the way you think it should.”
One of them shifted, uncomfortable. ” Madam-”
“I didn’t say I was asking,” I cut in. “I’m telling you what’s going to happen.” My hands trembled slightly at my sides, but I didn’t let them see it. “I’m going to confront Beckett. I’m going to hear the truth from the man who lied to me. And I’m going to decide for myself what I can handle.”
Silence followed. Heavy. Charged.
Finally, the same man spoke again, more carefully this time. “If something happens to you-”
“-That’s on me,” I finished. “Not on Hunter. Not on you.” I held his gaze, unwavering. “But if you keep me locked in here, I can’t promise that I will stay put.”
I saw it in the way his jaw clenched, in the brief glance he exchanged with the others.
I didn’t wait for permission.
“I’m not running,” I added, my voice low and unshakeable. “I’ll be back as soon as I get the answers that I wanted.”
Another pause.
Finally, one of them sighed, resignation heavy in his tone. “We’ll take you.”
I shook my head immediately. “I’m going alone.”
“That’s not negotiable,” he replied without hesitation. “We need to make sure you’re safe. If we can’t stop you from leaving, then at least let us make sure of your safety.”
I held his gaze, weighing the truth behind his words. This wasn’t about control-not entirely. It was about orders, about loyalty to a man who was currently unconscious.
My jaw tightened.
Arguing further would only waste time. Time I didn’t have.
I exhaled slowly, then nodded once. “Fine.”
Relief flickered briefly across his face before it vanished back into professionalism. “We’ll keep our distance,” he said quickly. “You won’t even know we’re there.”
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