The next morning, sunlight filtered through the cracks in the lab’s boarded-up windows. Ethan was already at his desk, scribbling notes while analyzing Damien’s blood under a microscope.
Damien sat on the cot, watching him. He wasn’t used to staying in one place, let alone trusting someone else. Yet, there was something about Ethan—the way he worked tirelessly, his determination unwavering—that Damien couldn’t ignore
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