Sydney's voice remained soft and steady, yet every word settled deep inside Julian and took root.
He lowered his gaze to her luminous, watery eyes and felt warmth flood his chest.
How could she be this lovable?
Sydney missed little. When she sensed his breathing grow heavier, she warned at once, "Control yourself. Not now…"
At a time like this, any recklessness could affect the baby.
Amusement flickered in his eyes at her caution. He pinched her cheek lightly. "What exactly is going on in that head of yours? Do you take me for some kind of animal?"
As if he would lose control when he knew her body could not handle it. He had only been thinking how undeserving he was to have met someone like her.
Sydney touched her nose and replied with perfect composure, "I was just kindly reminding you."
"Yes, yes. You are the kindest." He ruffled her hair, then lay beside her and drew her into his arms. "Go to sleep."
She nestled against him and closed her eyes. Exhaustion weighed on her, yet sleep refused to come.
After a moment, she shifted in his embrace. "Do you think Alan seemed a little strange today? As if he was angry at me, but not the way he used to be…"
Worry lingered in her voice. She could not pinpoint what felt wrong, or whether she had imagined it.
The hand resting on her back paused, then resumed its slow, soothing strokes.
"He wasn't angry," Julian said gently. "He was heartbroken."
"Heartbroken?" she repeated, her thoughts still hazy.
"Mm." He rested his chin lightly on the crown of her head. "When I walked him out, that old man who prides himself on never showing weakness had bloodshot eyes."
Though teasing colored his tone, Sydney did not smile. After a long silence, she pressed her lips together. "He must think my condition is because of him and Eliana."
Not only heartache, but guilt. Her involvement had led to Alan's wife being poisoned. Instead of blaming her, her mentor blamed himself.

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