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His Personal Nurse

[Fallon’s POV]

My heart rate kicks into full gear as I take in Hindrick’s unsure expression. He hardly ever showed emotion around others; was Fineon truly that bad off?

"Where is he?" I ask, unable to remain calm. "Take me to him now."

Not waiting for a response, I make to move but stop as a hand wraps around my wrist. Growling, I shoot a glare at Cyrus, who is the owner of the hand.

"What?" I demand, growing impatient. "What do you think you’re doing?"

"Is he really more important than your own brother?"

Disbelief rolls through me as I take in Cyrus’ serious expression while fighting the urge to pummel him right here and now.

"I don’t have time for your jealousy."

Yanking my wrist free, I grab Hindrick’s arm and continue to move. Cyrus could just stay there and pout for all I cared. I knew earlier on that something was wrong with Fineon, but I figured he would be fine.

"What’s wrong with him?" I ask again once Ave’s compound comes into view. "Why didn’t anyone come get me sooner?"

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