The doctor handed the X-ray file to Adrian. “We found internal bleeding, Mr. Vaughn, so we had to perform an emergency procedure to stop it. During that, we noticed severely inflamed tissue and took a biopsy.”

Adrian’s brows furrowed. “Biopsy?”

“Yes,” the doctor said carefully. “We’re still waiting for the results, but there are signs that point to possible stomach cancer.”

Matthew went pale. “Cancer?”

The doctor nodded, looking serious. "Yes. We need the results to confirm, but there’s a possibility you’re suffering from it. If it’s not cancer, the inflammation should subside, and we can figure out why you’re in so much pain."

Adrian, who had been desperate—impatient—to get to Sienna just moments ago, now sat frozen in place. His mind was spinning with a thousand thoughts a second, but one echoed louder than all the rest:

‘Will I not live long enough to be with Sienna anymore?’

His heart pounded harder than the pain in his stomach. It was the ache in his chest that truly broke him. It overwhelmed him, forcing him to fall back into the chair, clutching the armrests as if they could steady the chaos inside him.

‘I wanted to be with her. I wanted to spend my life with her. But if I really have cancer, then how am I supposed to live with her?’ His thoughts spiraled, each one darker than the last. ‘How am I going to live without her? I can’t show her this, can’t let her carry this pain. Maybe leaving me was for her own good.’

A bitter breath left his lungs as he closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from spilling.

‘She deserves happiness. The kind of joy that doesn’t come with pain. She deserves someone who can give her the whole world.’

And for the first time, the thought struck him like a blade.

‘Maybe this is the sign that this really is the end of us.’

***

Leaning quietly against the wall, Rosie stood frozen.

Her hand flew to her mouth as she listened to the doctor's words. She had followed Adrian to the hospital, too worried to stay away after his outburst. But she hadn’t expected to hearthis.

Her heart pounded.

She had wanted to protect Sienna from all the pain she was feeling, but now she couldn’t ignore the fact that Adrian’s life was hanging by a thread.

‘Sienna still loves Adrian. I know that.’ Rosie thought, her heart pounding. ‘But should I tell her? What if it’s too late? Should I hide this from her and let her move on? Or will she hate me for keeping this from her?’

She leaned against the wall, feeling suffocated by the pressure. The decision tore at her, but in the end, she turned away and left the hospital.

When she arrived home, Theo was waiting for her. The moment he saw her, he rushed over.

"Where did you go?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. "I’ve been worried about you. You left so abruptly."

Rosie ignored him. She walked past him, picked up her phone, and dialed a number with trembling hands.

On the other end, Sienna answered after a few moments.

Rosie forced a casual smile onto her face, trying to hide the panic in her chest. She sank onto the couch and placed her free hand over her stomach.

“Sienna, how are you?” she asked gently.

Sienna sat in a cozy hotel room in Paris, looking calm on the outside. She had planned her escape well. The moment the conference ended, she vanished, and no one had been able to trace her. Only Rosie and Theo knew where she was.

“I’m fine,” Sienna said with a small smile. “You, on the other hand, look like you just ran a marathon. You’re drenched in sweat.”

Rosie chuckled softly, trying to mask the tension in her chest. "Oh, I’m fine. Just... you know, busy. Anyway, how are you? Are you settling in alright?"

Sienna smiled on the other end of the line, teasing, "You look like you need a break. If Theo is bothering you, tell me, and I’ll kick his ass for you. When you're done with the pregnancy, you can join in, and we’ll give him a few extra kicks."