A nurse knocked softly on the door, disrupting the quiet that had settled over the room.
She stepped inside with an awkward smile, as though she could sense the heavy atmosphere but wasn't quite sure how to acknowledge it.
Without saying much, she quickly crossed the room and went straight to Ivy's bedside.
Her attention shifted to the drip hanging beside the bed as she carefully checked the flow, the tubing, and the connections before making a few small adjustments.
Kael watched her intently.
His gaze followed every movement of her hands, sharp and unwavering. He didn't say anything, but there was a quiet attentiveness in his expression that made it clear he wasn't merely sitting there absentmindedly.
The nurse reached for another vial and carefully added its contents to the drip
