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I eventually found myself in front of Matthew's hospital room. Standing outside were two men in black. suits, one of whom looked familiar.

It hit me he was one of Thorsten's bodyguards.

Thorsten wasn't even trying to keep a low profile. It's like he didn't care if people thought he was straight-up mafia or something.

Since he was already there, I wasn't about to just waltz in. But going back to Yuna's room wasn't happening either, so I wandered over to the hospital's little garden.

I barely sat down on a bench when this tiny voice piped up, "Miss, will you play ball with me?"

I looked down to see a little girl, maybe three or four, staring at me with these big, puppy-dog eyes. Ugh. I wasn't really in the mood, but how was I supposed to say no?

"Sure," I said, figuring it'd be five minutes, tops. But once we started, I got all these flashbacks of playing ball with my parents when I was a kid.

"Miss, you're kinda clumsy.

"Oops, you missed again. "Miss..."

I

I was not only stuck playing, but I was getting roasted by a toddler. Awesome. But, honestly? I was kinda having a good time.

"Milly!" a voice called, snapping us out of our game.

I looked up and saw this drop-dead gorgeous woman in a strapless top and high-waisted pants, strutting

over.

"Mommy, I'm playing with this lady!" Milly said, brushing her messy hair out of her face.

"Milly, your dad's done visiting. We gotta go," her mom said.

Milly puffed out her bottom lip in full pout mode. "But I wanna play longer!"

"No, we'll be late, and your dad won't wait for us," the woman said, strutting over in seven-inch stilettos like the grass was a runway.

Watching her try to walk on soft grass in those heels made me nervous. One wrong step, and she'd be down. But nope, she totally had it under control, moving like it was no big deal. Without even glancing at me, she reached for Milly. "Come on, let's go. You're getting harder to handle every day."

"No! I just wanna play a little longer, Just a bit!" Milly whined, holding up one finger.

"Fine, stay and play, I'm leaving," her mom said, sounding super frustrated, clearly hoping to scare Milly into listening.

The whole thing was getting awkward, so I tried to help "Milly, how about you head home for now? Next

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time you're here, I'll play with you again, okay?"

Milly crossed her arms, her voice sharper than a four-year-old's should be. "Next time I won't see you. You're a stranger."

Ouch. Kid wasn't wrong. I gently patted her head. "Maybe, but who knows? If fate lets it, we might meet again."

"Come on, come on," the woman muttered, tugging at Milly's arm. Then, under her breath, she added, Didn't I tell you not to talk to strangers? What if she kidnaps you?"

I was completely speechless.

"She's not a kidnapper! She's my friend. At least she plays with me. You and Dad never do," Milly shot back, hands on her hips, totally standing her ground.

The woman's eyes flared. "You're really pushing it-"

She raised her hand, and before I could think, I stepped forward, instinctively shielding Milly. But then, a deep voice sliced through the air.

"Sasha Grey, life must be too easy f

That voice sent a chill down my spine.

if you think you can lay a hand on my daughter."

I looked up, and there he was. Thorsten. Of course.

I blinked, glancing from Milly, still in my arms, to Thorsten's gaze, then to the woman, Sasha Grey, who looked about my age. My brain was doing flips.

"Daddy!" Milly wriggled out of my arms and ran straight to him.

Thorsten scooped her up like she weighed nothing, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Don't worry, I've got you now."

The tension on Sasha's face was obvious, even under her thick layer of makeup. She quickly sashayed over to Thorsten, trying to defend herself. "Thorsten, I was just teaching her not to talk to strangers. You know how it is-kidnappers everywhere. What if something happened to her?"

She shot a sharp look my way, like it was very clear who the "stranger" was. I gave her a half-smile, feeling awkward, and started to turn to leave.

But then Thorsten, with his usual cool, said, "She's not a kidnapper." He looked at me and, with the slightest smirk, asked, "Right?"

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