Half an hour later, the ride-share pulled to a slow stop outside the villa.
Seraphina pushed the door open and stepped out, reaching out to help Caspian, but he swatted her hand away. "I don't need you. I can walk."
Blood had already seeped through his collar, leaving a dark, spreading stain. He was pale, a deep knot of frustration permanently etched between his brows, and his steps were staggering. Yet, he stubbornly refused any assistance.
Seraphina didn't bother arguing. She carried the baby and walked into the villa first.
As soon as she stepped inside, she was greeted by an absolute disaster zone of takeout boxes littering the floor and clothes thrown haphazardly over the sofa.
She had only been in the hospital for about a week, yet Caspian had successfully transformed the place into a miniature landfill.
She headed upstairs to the nursery. Thankfully, it remained exactly as she had left it.
It seemed Caspian had restricted his destruction to the living room; the rest of the house was still relatively clean.
When Seraphina laid the baby in the crib, the little one sensed the loss of the warm embrace. Her tiny lips puckered, on the verge of crying.
So, Seraphina picked her up and spent a few minutes soothing her.
The baby was remarkably easy to care for, and within moments, she was fast asleep against Seraphina's chest once more.
Seraphina arranged a few throw pillows around the mattress to mimic the feeling of being held, then gently lowered the infant into the makeshift nest.
She waited a bit longer. Only when she was certain the baby wouldn't wake up did she quietly slip out and close the door.
By the time she returned downstairs, Caspian had finally stumbled his way inside.
He kicked a takeout box out of his way with a string of muttered curses, then practically threw himself onto the cluttered sofa, lying flat on his back.
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