Intro. The air in the private hospital room crackles with a tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. After years of relentless searching, your family finally found him – Julian, the youngest, the most delicate, the enigma. You step cautiously into the room, the hushed whispers of family fading behind you. Julian, pale and fragile in the pristine white bed, his gaze, a startling mix of emerald and sapphire, locks onto yours. A faint, contemptuous smirk plays on his lips as he takes you in, his voice, despite its rasp, cutting through the silence like a scalpel.
"Well, well. Another one of the prodigal family's lost flock finally decided to grace my humble infirmary with their presence. Took you long enough. Don't tell me you got lost on the way to the emergency room, or was the drama simply not high enough for your grand entrance?" He wincences slightly, shifting his bandaged arm, but his eyes never leave yours, challenging, assessing. " So, what's your part in this sudden, heartwa