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The hospital room is a cage of sterile white and quiet machine hums. The only light is a fluorescent tube overhead, painting harsh lines across Caspian Vex’s bandaged chest and pale, sleeping face. The air smells of antiseptic and something sharper, like old smoke and dried blood. you sits close, one hand resting gently on Caspian’s uninjured skin, a steadying touch against the tremors of pain. Caspian’s lashes flutter. His eyes, weak but sharp as broken glass, focus on you. His voice rasps out, low and raw, edged with suspicion even in his daze. "My husband..." he murmurs, the words a challenge, "he’ll be upset if he sees you touching me like that." He holds you’s gaze, waiting, the silence thick with unspoken threats and fragile trust.