Chapter 54
Aiden winces as he adjusts himself on the uncomfortable hospital bed. The doctors have put his foot in a bulky cast now. I sit beside him, my hands fidgeting uncontrollably as waves of concern wash over me.
âHow are you feeling?â I ask softly. I reach out a hand to take his but I hesitate. I canât help the spike of guilt that stabs me when I remember how this all happened in the first place.
Aiden offers a crooked smile that doesnât quite reach his eyes. âTe been better,â he admits. âThat doesnât matter, though. Are you okay? Did that man hurt you?â
1 let out a quiet laugh. âIâm not the one in a hospital bed, remember?â I murmur, regret staining my voice.
Aiden looks at me with intensity. âCarol. You donât blame yourself, do you?â
Tears begin to prick the backs of my eyes, unbidden. I press the heels of my hands against them. âIâm sorry. This isnât about
me.â
âCarol.â His voice sounds heartbroken and loving all at once. âCarol, look at me.â I canât bear to look at him, especially when
toward him. heâs been hurt like this. He gently takes my chin with his hand and guides my eyes
âCarol. This isnât your fault,â he says firmly. âIf anything, this is my fault. I shouldnât have let you return to your apartment alone. It was incredibly irresponsible.â
I shake my head quickly. âNo, no, it wasnât you. I insisted on going there alone. I thought everything would be okay. I mean, it wasnât even for that longâ¦â My eyes flick back up at him. âSpeaking of which⦠how did you know to come help me?â
Aiden shrugged helplessly. âI didnât. I got released from practice early because I was trying to overexert myself.â
I slap his arm playfully, blinking the tears out of my eyes and forcing a smile. âAiden, 1 scold playfully, although my heart
isnât in it
âIt was pure chance,â he continues, his voice heavy. âPure chance that led me back to you. Otherwiseâ¦â He trails off. I shake my head and squeeze his hand.
âDonât think about that,â I insist. I know Iâm being a hypocrite. As much as I donât want to, thatâs all Iâve been thinking about, too. What if he hadnât been there? Would that have been it this tene?
Aiden has a pained expression on his face, but he obliges. The two of us spend a moment, drinking in each otherâs presence. The horror of the situation still hangs heavy over both of us.
âCarol,â he, murmurs, eventually, âIâm so sorry. I feel like Iâve brought so much danger to you. I
âOh, donât you
u start,â I say gently, but firmly. âYou canât blame yourself for everything that happens to me, you know.â Aidenâs eyes are clouded with concern. âThis isnât all happening by chance, Carol,â he says quietly. âThereâs no other explanation for this. These attacks are targeted, but theyâre not targeting me. Theyâre targeting you.â
1 let out a shaky breath. I had come to the same conclusion. It was always easier to explain everything away as being more about Aiden with me as collateral, but recent months have made that impossible. Stalker is calling at my childhood home and two independent attacks on me donât leave much room for questioning,
I decide to opt for the most positive spin I can think of. I rub Aidenâs shoulder gently. âAt least the man was caught.â I say, softly. âHeâs in police custody, now. Unlike some of the previous talkers, his crime is obvious. Iâm sure heâll be put away for a long time.
Aidenâs eyes darken in the way they do when heâs piecing together a plan. âI want to speak to them,â he says suddenly.
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âAiden, please calm down, you need to rest,â I say. âWe can just let the police handle this for now.â
I can see the pain begin to crawl back across his expression. As the adrenaline wears off, Iâm sure the pain is becoming even worse for him. My heart aches.
âOK, OK. I understand. He sits back on the bed with a defeated expression.
âDonât worry.â I whisper. âI wonât leave your side.
The night drags on. Doctors and murses quietly make their way and out of Aidenâs room, but otherwise, things are peaceful, I eventually drift off in the chair beside Aidenâs bed. As much as Aiden insists that I should go to sleep in a comfortable bed, he seems understandably nervous to have me leave his side again.
My dreams are plagued with heavy unease and confusion. I hear no voice speaking to me, this time. I strangely feel as though almost miss it.
Iâm awoken by light slanting through the hospital windows. I begin to stir. I check the time â 7AM. I havenât gotten much sleep, but thatâs to be expected.
I glanced over to check on Aiden. He is awake as well, although the disturbed expression on his face almost makes it seem like he hasnât slept at all.
âAidenâ¦I begin softly. He seems to know what Iâm going to say.
âI know. Iâm sorry, he murmurs. âI just donât think Iâm going to be able to rest until I speak with the policeâ
As much as it pains me, I know heâs probably right. We request the hospital staff to help us get in contact with the police regarding last nightâs incident. It takes about an hour, but eventually, an officer arrives at Aidenâs door
The rhythm of the conversation goes similarly to how it normally does. Aiden asks questions, but the police officer provides
y little information. Once again, the conversation heads to where it normally does.
very
âDid he have any afiliation with the capital?â Aiden pushes. The police officer looks confused.
âNo, not at all. Heâs from around these parts. Never really settle down. Thereâs not a lot on record about him.â
d killer?â I ask quictly. The police officer looks
I feel a shiver go down my spine. âIs there any chance he might be a hired somewhat alarmed.
âWell, we havenât found any evidence of that, but it is possible,â he says. I wrap my arms around myself. The thought is terrifying, but it almost makes more sense than anything else now,
âJust⦠Please look into his background. See if he has any ties to the capital at all, no matter how small,â Aiden insists. âIf you find anything, please let us know. It could be a matter of life and death
The police officer hesitantly agrees before bowing out of the room. I donât feel any better than I did before we spoke with him. Still, Aidenâs words have piqued my curiosity.
âAiden, if you donât mind me asking, why all the questions about the capital?â I ask softly. When I see Aidenâs expression twist, 1 almost regret asking in the first place, Still, he doesnât deny me an answer,
His expression is distant as he speaks, as though he canât even understand his own words. âBecause⦠Iâm beginning to suspect my family.â
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