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Ethan looked at me.
I studied his face, searching for hesitation, for calculation.
But all I saw was something quieter.
“Why now?” I asked.
“Because it’s what I should’ve done back when I promised that project. At least now, I can do something to try to make up for it.”
I nodded once.
He nodded back, but didn’t meet my eyes.
The paperwork took another day.
Hospital administration, billing, and signatures.
Ethan handled it all without arguing or negotiating.
I watched it happen from across the room, arms crossed, still not fully trusting it.
And for the first time since Olivia’s fall… I could breathe.