Maria.
All attention shifted toward Davian instantly.
The weak cough that had escaped him moments ago was enough to pull every gaze in the room toward the bed.
Slowly, he tried pushing himself upright, his movements sluggish and weak as though even sitting up required all the strength left inside him.
"Davian!"
His brothers rushed toward him immediately.
Aidan reached him first and quickly slid an arm behind his back to support him properly.
"Davian, how are you feeling now?" Aidan asked almost instantly, concern and panic evident in his voice.
Adrien stood close beside the bed while Damien hovered nearby, his fists clenched tightly as though afraid Davian would suddenly collapse again.
But surprisingly…Davian did not respond to any of them, not even slightly. Instead, his gaze remained fixed directly on me.
Completely fixed.
And the intensity behind his eyes made my chest tighten faintly.
