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EZRA'S POV~She moved.A subtle twitch at first—then a groan, like something feral and worn had been kicked awake.I leaned forward, fingers tightening around my jaw. I'd been sitting here for hours, but I didn't move an inch until her lashes finally parted.Her hand reached out blindly, brushing against my thigh.She froze. Her breath hitched.And her eyes snapped open—right into mine.Panic. Guilt. A thousand thoughts running behind those lashes.I saw all of it.I didn't blink.She looked between me, the doctor, and Sebastian—who stood like a damn statue, arms folded, jaw tight, waiting for my signal if I so much as flinched the wrong way.But me?I stared at her like a god staring down his prey. Calm. Detached. Boiling inside.Something was off.It started hours ago when I found her wrecking the living room like a possessed animal, eyes wild, voice broken. I'd seen fury before. Hell, I’d fed on it. But this was deeper. This was pain. A pain I hadn’t put there—and that was the prob
