Chapter 519
Ella’s POV
Three days later, Dr. Evelyn finally cleared me to go home.
I was in the middle of packing up the few belongings Alexander had brought me when there was a knock at the door. Tony and Anthony stepped into the room when I called out, and I froze.
“Ella,” Tony said, wringing his hands. “Do you have a moment?”
I zipped up the bag I was holding with force. “What is it?”
They exchanged a glance, and Anthony cleared his throat. “We ran some additional blood tests while you were here. Standard procedure, given everything with the crystal and the pregnancy. We found something… unexpected.”
“The crystal’s properties didn’t just restore your mate bond,” Tony went on when I didn’t respond. He pulled out a tablet and tapped on the screen a few times before turning it toward me. There were charts and graphs that I didn’t understand, but I could see my name at the top. “It’s affected your blood on a cellular level. We found compounds in your bloodwork that we’ve never seen before. Compounds that seem to have regenerative properties.”
I snatched the tablet away and studied it. “What does that mean?”
“We’re not entirely sure yet,” Anthony admitted. “But we think… We believe your blood could potentially be used as part of our cancer treatment method. Originally, we’d hoped to use your stem cells, but this would be far easier and more effective. The regenerative properties might be able to target and destroy cancer cells while leaving healthy tissue intact.”
I looked up at them.
“We’d need to run more tests, of course,” Tony added quickly. “And we’d need your permission. We wouldn’t do anything without your consent. Not after…” His voice trailed off, and he looked away.
Not after they’d tried to use me as a vessel for their daughter’s soul.
Both of them looked at me in surprise.
“I know what it’s like to want someone back,” I said. “To feel like you’d do anything, sacrifice anything, just to see them again. I don’t agree with what you did, but I understand why you did it.” I pressed my hand to my belly. “And Maria… She gave herself up so I could live. So my children could live. I can see why you loved her so much.”
Anthony’s face crumpled, and he turned away quickly. Tony put a hand on his husband’s shoulder.
“We’ll name one of the babies after her,” I said. “If that’s… If that’s okay with you.”
Tony let out a choked sound that might have been a laugh or a sob. I couldn’t tell. “She would have loved that.”
We sat in silence for a while. Eventually, Anthony turned back around. His eyes were red, but he wasn’t crying anymore.

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