Chapter 368 Forgiveness

The sterile silence of the VIP ward pressed in around us.

Kaelen and I eased Mr. Alaric into the bed, each movement deliberate, ensuring he was comfortable.

"Grandpa, just rest," Kaelen's voice broke through the stillness. His face, usually so tight with control, softened at the edges as he spoke. The lines of strain around his eyes relaxed, just for a moment.

Alaric reached out, his hand firm on