The quiet tension of the corridor outside the nurse's office was broken only by faint murmurs from inside.
adam, standing just out of sight, leaned closer to the door, her sharp eyes narrowing as she listened to the conversation within.
Every word she overheard added weight to the brewing storm, her expression hardening with each revelation.
Inside, Adam pushed open the door, his steps purposeful yet light. His black boots barely made a sound against the polished floor as he entered. The atmosphere within the room felt heavy, like a taut string on the verge of snapping.
Adam's eyes immediately scanned the scene. Susan was lying on the bed, a blanket covering her up to her waist. Though her face appeared pale, her auburn hair framed her features in soft waves, giving her a deceptive air of fragility. At her bedside stood Seol, his confident stance making it clear he had no intention of hiding his authority. His dark attire was immaculate, exuding an air of control and poise.
