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Author: Jessica Sage
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-30 23:38:04
Derek's POV

“She thought she had died. She thinks she is dead,” I said, glancing at Alaric as we both stood outside the room.

Alaric nodded, unable to meet my gaze. “Yes, my little pup…”

His voice cracked slightly, betraying the pain he was trying so hard to suppress.

I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry for what happened, man. I really am.”

He didn’t respond immediately, but I could see the storm raging behind his eyes. I knew I shouldn’t have lost control when she opened her eyes. I shouldn’t have let my emotions take over. But I couldn’t help it—what I had been yearning for had finally happened, right in front of me.

“It’s okay. I understand,” he said simply, his voice tight as though he was wrestling with some inner demon.

“We both want the best for her,” I said, taking a seat on the bench outside the room where the doctors had asked us to wait.

Alaric hesitated for a moment before joining me. The silence between us was heavy and filled with un
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