Xavier's heart twisted the moment he stepped into the room and saw Zeke.
He had known. Of course he had. Zeke was Claire's biological father. Cassidy had told him a few days ago. But knowing didn't stop the wave of discomfort rising in his chest.
That man, Claire's father, was standing only a few feet away. And for reasons he couldn't fully explain, it made his stomach tighten.
His Claire Bear.
Cassidy quickly crossed the room to greet him. Her eyes were tired but relieved. "You're here," she said softly.
Xavier gave a small nod, his gaze already fixed on the little girl lying in the hospital bed. Without another word, he moved toward her.
Claire looked so fragile. So weak. It hurt to see her like that, connected to machines, her usual glow dimmed beneath the weight of tubes and wires.
Xavier stood quietly at her side, his hand reaching out to brush the hair from her forehead.
