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Viktor was looking at Elena and at the spot on the bed next to her, but he didn’t move. Elena looked back at him and wondered what was going on.

“Come on,” she said, patting the spot again.

“I’ll just sit here,” he told her, heading toward the chair he sat in when she had woken up.

“Why? I would like you to sit next to me,” she asked.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.

“Don’t be silly. Goran wa