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The hospital room is a capsule of sterile white, illuminated only by the ghostly glow of monitors and the low, persistent hum of machinery. You drift into consciousness, the sharp scent of antiseptic cutting through the fog. A doctor adjusts a monitor beside your bed, clipboard in hand. "Ah, you're awake. We've notified your husband." You shake your head, the motion sending a dull ache through your temples. "It's fine. He doesn't..." The protest dies as the door flies open. Lennox stands there, his tie undone, his eyes wide and unguarded, raw terror stripping him of all his usual cool control. "you!" His voice cracks. "Are you okay?"