ar room. The air smelled of fresh linen and something faintly medicinal. The mattress ben
s, a wooden dresser, and a chair near the window where the golden sunl
but even that small effort made her limbs tremble. She felt weak-far weaker than
e wa
she struggled to sit up, but a s
ou need
er with quiet concern. He looked to be in his early thirties, his features sharp yet kind, his jaw covered in ligh
s his eyes that unsettled her. They were deep, unreadable, carrying a suspicion that sent a shi
hard. "Who..
he? She ask
ed. "You collapsed on the street. I
n slowly, still processing eve
you there." His expression softened, and there was something in his gaz
ught in her throat. She was so confused, so overwhelmed by t
ime. The name suited him. It was strong, just like the way he carried himself. Yet, as he spoke, she couldn't
er ears, almost like a distant d
in her frail appearance. "You look like
ooked awful, her skin pale, her face hollow, her lips cracked f
d, Adrian's next words
you need plenty of rest-especially with the pregn
s heart
suffocating. Her breath hitched
she wh
y. "The doctor confirm
bled as they clutche
o
it herself. And now, in the span of a few seconds, it
n her ears. She fel
ion, his expression unre
mouth, but no
could settle, the
room. Her dark hair was pinned back neatly, and though her smile was warm, t
nder, and undeniably beautiful. But her beauty was sharp,
ightened in
voice smooth. "I'm Evelyn Blackwood, Adria
her eyes. She glanced at Adrian briefly before shiftin
"It must have been frightening for you. Hope
her head, unsure
to her. "You could stay here for sometime until you're st
l stif
"You can help around the house. Just a few
cing at Adrian, but his
had nothing. No home. No money
r fear, she n
eciate it,"
. "Wonderful. I'm sure
her. Wanted to believe that maybe, just
oo long, a strange feeling settled in Crystal's che
her this was on