CHAPTER 42

Serena POV:

The next morning, sunlight poured through the clinic windows in soft gold ribbons, but the warmth didn’t reach the tightness in my chest or the heaviness in the air around Lucien. He hadn’t slept. I knew it, even if he kept insisting he was fine. His shoulders were tense, his jaw clenched, and his eyes flicked to every sound in the hallway like he expected another assassin to burst in at any moment.

Leo slept peacefully in his crib beside the bed, his tiny chest ...