CHAPTER 333

ADAM’S POV

I approach Aria's room with a mixture of relief and dread. The doctor's words echo in my mind—her situation is under control, but she hasn't regained consciousness yet. The fear of what I might see grips me, but the need to be near her is stronger.

As I step into the room, the first thing I notice is the quiet, almost reverent atmosphere. The soft beeping of the machines and the gentle hum of the air conditioning are the only sounds, creating a strange, serene environment.

Aria lies on the hospital bed, her head heavily bandaged, a stark contrast to the softness of her features. The bandage wraps around her head, hiding the wound that caused so much fear and pain, but even beneath the layers of gauze, she looks peaceful. Her skin is pale, but there’s a certain calmness in her expression, as if she’s merely sleeping, far removed from the chaos that brought her here.

Despite the situation, she still looks beautiful, a beauty that seems untouched by the ordeal she’s been throu