Chapter 506

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A week trickled by, and Eva remained in deep, unmoving sleep.

Why hasn’t she woken up?!

Damien’s frustration was spiraling into desperation. He moved restlessly around her hospital room, back and forth in an endless loop that wore tracks into the sterile tile floor. Shadows from the bright, clinical lights cast deep lines on his face, making his fatigue painfully visible. Each lap around the room sharpened his anger and fear, simmering dangerously beneath his rigid composure.

He gritted his teeth, jaw clenching as the sterile, unmistakable scent of disinfectant hung in the air, scratching at his nerves. This place—he hated it. Hospitals felt like death traps, filled with ghosts of the sick and the wounded. And worse, this was the second time he’d found himself pacing like this, in just this setting, all because someone had hurt her.

Two times. Twice, he’d arrived too late. Twice, she had been caught vulnerable in the crossfire.

His hand raked through his hair once more, but it onl