I just... I need a moment alone with Lucian... To bid him farewell.
— Liz
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Her chestnut hair, still wet from her recent shower, left a trace of moisture against her pale cheeks. Despite not being fully dry, she hadn't the patience to care for such trivialities.
The gnawing worry deep within her was all-encompassing, dominated by thoughts of Lucian's condition.
It wrapped around her heart like a cold hand, gripping tighter with each passing second. Her breath hitched in her chest; indications of a storm of fear she was not willing to face just yet.
Her primary focus was upon reaching Lucian's room, fearing what the sight that awaited her might be.
As she pushed the imposing oak door with a trembling hand, she was received not by the cold, haunting silence she was expecting, but by the familiar, soft-spoken voice of Doctor Ethan.
"Oh Liz, you're finally here."
