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During the days Quinn remained confined to her ward, Julius never once appeared in the doorway.
Fabian, however, called one afternoon. “Ms. Bridger, I have ryed your message to Mr. Whitethorn, but-”
“But what?” Quinn demanded, dread tightening inside her.
The words that followed punched every ounce of air from her lungs.
“Mr. Whitethorn does not wish to see you. I must ask that you stop trying to contact him.” Fabian’s voice held no room for appeal.
Even after the call ended, Quinn’s fingers remained locked around the phone, knuckles white against the stic.
<i>He </i><i>won’t </i><i>see </i><i>me </i><i>because he </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>want </i><i>to </i><i>be with </i><i>me </i><i>anymore</i><i>, </i><i>huh</i><i>? </i>
<i>He </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>love </i><i>me </i><i>anymore</i>? <i>But </i><i>if </i><i>his </i><i>heart </i><i>had </i><i>truly </i><i>turned </i><i>cold</i><i>, </i>why <i>had </i><i>he </i><i>thrown </i><i>himself </i>into <i>that </i><i>inferno </i><i>to </i><i>pull </i><i>me </i><i>out</i><b><i>, </i></b><i>why </i><i>had </i><i>he </i><i>shielded </i><i>me </i><i>with </i><i>his </i><i>own </i><i>body </i><i>when the </i><i>ceiling </i><i>crumbled</i>? <i>No</i><i>–</i><i>Julius </i><i>Whitethorn </i><i>still </i><i>feels </i><i>something </i><i>for </i><i>me</i><i>. </i><i>I’m </i><i>sure </i><i>of </i>it. 1
Laura eased into the ward and froze. Quinn sat half–upright on the crisp white sheets, herplexion ashen, her right hand clenched around her phone like a sailor gripping thest nk of a sinking ship.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurting again?” Laura asked, crossing the room in two long strides.
“I’m fine–really,” Quinn said, shaking her head. Her body had been mending at a pace that startled even the doctors; a few more days, and she’d be cleared to leave the ward.
“Then why…” Laura began, her brow knitting as the unspoken question hung in the air.
“Laura, Julius still refuses to see me,” Quinn said quietly.
Laura coughed so hard she nearly choked on her own saliva. “Impossible! Did Fabian at least ry what you said to him?”
“He did, but Julius still won’t budge,” Quinn answered.
“That makes no sense,” Laura muttered. “He loves you so much. You want him back, and he won’t even grant you a single meeting?”
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Quinn let out a brittleugh. “Maybe this is my punishment. I realized everything far toote -only when he almost died for me did I finally understand how deeply I love him.”
“So what now? Are you really going to give up?” Laura asked.
“Even if I have to give up, it won’t be until I’ve looked him in the eye and heard him say the words himself—that he no longer loves me,” Quinn dered.
Since he refused toe to her, she would track him down, discover where he was hiding, and confront him on her own terms.
“All right, I have your back,” Laura said. “Need me to do anything?”
“No. I’ve got this,” Quinn replied.
Laura knew exactly how capable Quinn could be. If her friend sounded that confident, it meant Julius‘ location would turn up soon enough.
“By the way, how’s Rowan? Any luck finding a match?” Laura asked, concern softening her voice.
Quinn shook her head. “Not yet. So far, neither the Azanian nor the Celosian bone–marrow registries have apatible donor. We’re widening the search, and my uncle ns to post a reward–whoever matches will receive five hundred million.”
The figure made Laura’s eyes go wide, as though someone had switched on the ICU’s fluorescent lights inside her skull.
She could already imagine the effect–a bounty that size would swell registries across the world overnight, and with every new name, the odds of sess would rise.
“Having an uncle like that really is a blessing,” Laura breathed.
“It is,” Quinn agreed, her voice warm yet tinged with sorrow. She simply didn’t want her uncle to spend the rest of his life drowning in guilt.
The quiet hum of the lobby was broken by the trill of a ringtone. Quinn nced at the glowing screen. Rowan’s name shed across the caller ID, his name both familiar and suddenly ominous.
“Rowan, what is it?” Quinn asked, surprise sharpening her voice as she lifted the phone to her
ear.
“I’m boarding a flight back to Celosia right now,” Rowan said, breathing hard as if he were jogging through the terminal. “Lena might finally have a chance. We could save her, Quinn.”
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“You found a perfect match already?” The question flew out before Quinn could temper her shock.
“Yes. The hospital in Celosia called. The donor’spatible and, get this, they’re eager— insisted on moving straight to surgery as soon as possible.” Rowan’s excitement crackled through every word.
Quinn froze. <i>The </i><i>Fane </i><i>family’s </i><i>reward </i><i>hasn’t </i><i>even </i><i>been </i><i>posted</i><i>—</i><i>why </i><i>would </i><i>a </i><i>stranger </i><i>be </i><i>this </i>willing? Suspicion and hope tangled inside her chest.
“I have to run–they’re calling my flight. I’ll contact you the moment Ind in Celosia,” Rowan said, rushing the words together before cutting the line.
Hourster, in a private ward at a hospital in Celosia, Gavin stormed in and nted himself in front of Julius, eyes zing with fury.
“Do you have a death wish?” Gavin snapped, his white coat ring as he gestured at Julius’s chart. “With your current condition, volunteering for a stem–cell harvest is practically handing over half your life.”
“It’s my body. I know its limits,” Julius answered, voice cool and steady. “I won’t die.”
Gavin let out a sharpugh. “Maybe you won’t die, but the procedure will ravage you. And for what? For Quinn Bridger–the woman who walked away from you? Tell me how that’s worth it.” O
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