Page 216 of I See You

Dorian said nothing more. She didn’t need to. The weight in her eyes said enough.

She also left out the part where she killed Ariel with her own hands. That wasn’t something her parents—or Sevyn’s—needed to know right now. They’d find out eventually, once Ariel’s face popped up on the evening news, reported missing.

But tonight… all that mattered was Sevyn surviving.

“Wait—slow down…” Trina said, rubbing her temples, trying to make sense of everything.

“Sevyn is in love with someone else,” Harper explained, voice steady but low. “Braxton didn’t like that… so he did what he did and tried to flee the country with her. But he was stopped.”

“By who?” they all asked in unison.

Before Harper could respond, the elevator dinged.

All eyes turned as Hassan stepped off—Roman and Von behind him. He didn’t change out of his black clothes. Blood still stained the bottoms of his pants and shoes, but he didn’t care. He wasn’t herefor appearances. His entire world was somewhere in that hospital, fighting to live.

“The man she’s in love with,” Dorian said, her voice quiet but clear, watching her aunt and uncle turn toward him.

HassanspottedHarperfirstandwalkedtowardher,focused. He didn’t even register the parents standing beside her—not out of disrespect, but because his tunnel vision had one target:Sevyn.

“Hey, San,” Harper said gently. “The doctors haven’t come out yet. But… Sevyn’s parents—and her aunt and uncle—are here.”

Only then did Hassan look at them. His eyes landed on Trina— and for a moment, he froze. She looked just like Sevyn. That same warmth. That same strength behind the eyes.

He cleared his throat. “My apologies. I know this isn’t the right way to meet… I’m Hassan.” He extended a hand politely.

Trina and Steven stared at him. Steven's jaw was tight, his eyes unreadable. Trina’s were soft, emotional. She couldn't stop looking into his.

“Auntie, Uncle,” Dorian said, stepping in, “this is the man Sevyn’s in love with. The one who saved her from Braxton.”

Trina reached out and took Hassan’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Hassan. Thank you… for saving my daughter.” Her voice trembled through her sad smile.

Hassan gave a small nod, his expression respectful but guarded. “I’d do it again a thousand times.”

Steven still hadn’t said a word, sizing him up like a man measuring a threat.

But Hassan didn’t flinch. He wasn’t here for approval. He was here for Sevyn.

DorianthenintroducedRomanandVontoherownparents. Roman and Sean shook hands, and surprisingly, hit it off right away.

A rare spark of ease amid the storm. But the tension still lingered in the air—waiting… praying… for a doctor to come out with news that would either save or shatter them all.

“Aye, Hassan, right?” Steven finally spoke, and the entire waiting area seemed to still.

Hassan nodded, giving him his full attention.

“Mind if we talk… privately?” Steven asked, stepping away from his wife.

Hassan followed without hesitation.

They moved to the corner of the waiting room, tension settling between them like dust. The rest of the family sat quietly, glancing over now and then, waiting on more than just a doctor’s update.

“You handle that nigga Braxton?” Steven asked first, voice low and direct.

Hassan looked him in the eye. “Yeah.”

“Good.” Steven nodded once. “Now… what you got with my daughter?”

Before Hassan could respond, Steven held up a hand.

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