My brain goes into overdrive. It’s impossible to see clearly, let alone think.
“Yes, Agnus.” Dad smiles. “He’s the reason we found you. If I checked his text earlier, we could’ve avoided all of this.”
So Agnus did tell Dad.
I’m confused. Was what Aiden said true? The part about how Agnus wouldn’t hurt us.
“If we look at it from the other side.” Uncle squeezes my hand. “Maybe it’s for the best you got stuck in there. If you didn’t, we might’ve found out about your recent condition too late.”
“Oh my God, you’re right.” Aunt’s eyes widen. “The next appointment is months away. It could’ve been too late then.”
I can’t help thinking about what I told Aiden a long time ago.
Bad things happen for a reason.
The door opens. Aiden and Agnus walk into the room, appearing deep in conversation.
Deep in freaking conversation.
They stop when Aiden’s metal eyes meet mine. Those eyes that are never a void when he’s around me. His left arm is in a sling and he’s holding a coffee in his non-dominant hand.
Despite the fact that Agnus stands beside him, my heart flutters.
Aiden is here.
Everything is going to be okay.
He slams the coffee on a nearby table, not caring that it splashes on his hand and runs towards me.
I try to sit up.
Dad and Aunt start to protest. Aiden beats them to it and places a hand on my chest, gently forcing me to lie back down.
“What are you doing?” His voice is firm and non-negotiable. “You’re still weak and need to rest.”
I want to say I’m completely fine, but I doubt I’ll get the majority vote — if even just one — here.
Even Aunt who’s not Aiden’s biggest fan is nodding along with him.
“We’ll be outside,” Dad addresses my adoptive parents. “Blair. Jaxon.”
Uncle places a kiss on my forehead and stands up.
Aunt strokes my cheek and covers me to the neck. “Just so you know, I won’t be out of your hair, hon. I don’t care what your father and Uncle say.”
I nod with a smile as Uncle wraps an arm around her shoulders and leads her outside.
Agnus gives Dad an indecipherable look. It’s strange how they can communicate without words. I guess it’s possible if they’ve been best friends since they were ten.
Dad stops at the entrance. “Right. Elsa, Agnus said you have something important to tell me?”
My heart hammers in my chest as I glance between Agnus and Aiden. The latter lifts a shoulder, adjusting the blanket and appearing oblivious to the whole thing.
Agnus’ expression is completely blank.
Why the hell would he tell Dad that? Does he want me to disclose what happened in the past? Is he ready for the consequences?
I meet Dad’s eyes, and the decision is easier than I ever thought it would be.