Kingsward City First Hospital.

In the stillness before dawn, Francesca lay unconscious in the pristine white hospital room. Bruises shadowed her face and body, while a deep, angry purple stain spread ominously across her lower back.

It was a miracle, the doctor said—nothing life-threatening, no severe internal damage.

Julian had made all the arrangements, yet there he remained, stationed by her bedside, waiting silently for her to ...