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Ten years.

He’d had ten years with her. Time that he spent with her every day, watching her, being with her, and protecting her when the rest of us didn’t even know.

He was in love with her.

A weight pressed against my chest.

No.

Gregory studied Finn. “We will reevaluate this topic after she wakes.” He looked at Julian. “It’s time to go. Stand up.”

Julian quickly stood, holding Bianca against him like he was afraid she’d float away.

She was so silent and still. Barely alive.

I followed, slower, and clenched my fists in my pockets.

I should have stopped her from going.

I should have followed her anyway.

I should have…

I shook my head, snapping myself out of it. There would be no more ‘should have’s. This would never happen again.

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Bianca POV

I didn’t die after all.

Instead, I woke to the smell of freshly washed linen and the feel of silk under my skin. But I’d been tricked too many times in the past—this could only be heaven.

However, naked cherub people stared down at me from above, and I knew instantly that I was in my room.

Besides, a real angel wouldn’t look so innocent. From every account that I’d read, they had multiple eyes, misshapen faces, and were truly a terror to behold.

I’d always gathered that was kind of the point of being a heavenly being.

But, still, how…

Titus must have brought me here.

“Bianca?” Julian’s sleepy voice cut through my confusion. He moved beside me, bare chest pressing against me, until he sat. He leaned over me and touched my face.

“Darling, you’re awake.” His voice was shaking. “How do you feel?”

Didn’t he know? He could feel it through touch.

I looked at my fingers. My manicure was a complete mess. Almost all of my polish had chipped, and most of my nails were broken. At least I was no longer dirty, and my hair no longer felt disgusting.

Someone had changed me into one of my lighter, lacier gowns.

Did they hire a nurse? Even my cuticles were clean. I didn’t think she’d be so thorough.

“I gave you a bath,” Julian said without apology. “I couldn’t leave you, so it made sense.”

Julian gave me a bath.