Victor adjusted his coat, preparing to leave the room. “I’ll go and make arrangements for your therapy,” he told Elena, his tone steady but soft. “You rest, okay?”
Elena nodded weakly, avoiding his gaze.
“Alright,” he said and turned to leave. But just as he reached the door, a faint, muffled sob stopped him in his tracks.
He turned back, his eyes immediately landing on her. She was lying on the bed, her face turned to the side, her eyes tightly shut as tears spilled down her cheeks. The silent agony in her expression hit him like a wave.
Victor gestured to the nurse nearby. “I’ll handle this. You can go.”
The nurse nodded and stepped out of the room, leaving him alone with Elena.
He walked back to her bedside and pulled a stool over, sitting down next to her. “Elena,” he said gently.
She didn’t respond at first, her sobs continuing. Finally, between shaky breaths, she whispered, “Why does this always happen to me?”
Victor’s brows furrowed, his jaw tightening. “Elena, it’s not—”
“It’s not like I’m the prettiest,” she interrupted, her voice breaking. “Why me? Why do I always become the target of such horrible things?”
Victor’s heart clenched at her words. She looked so broken, so vulnerable.
“Don’t think like that, Elena,” he said, his voice firm but kind.
But she couldn’t stop the tears. The pain and fear were too fresh, too overwhelming.
Victor reached out hesitantly, then placed a comforting hand on her arm. “Elena, listen to me,” he said, his voice steady.
Just then, Victor’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He glanced at the screen. It was his colleague, . He answered. “What is it?”
“Victor, come outside. Room 220,” Carter said, his voice urgent.
“I’m treating a patient,” Victor replied curtly. “I can’t—”
“It’s them,” Carter interrupted. “Elena’s attackers. ”
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