A week had passed since the terrible day when everything came to light.

The luxury hospital suite where Thor was staying was silent and spacious, equipped with every comfort—a wall-mounted television, soft curtains, and adjustable lighting. Yet to him, it felt like a cage. He was impatient, irritable, tired of being trapped between sterile walls.

Celina had spent every single day by his side, leaving only at night—and even then, reluctantly—to rest. When she did go home, she left him in the car