Emmy leaned against the railing, watching the balcony outside Evelina’s hospital room, lost in her thoughts.
Out of nowhere, a big hand reached over and gently turned her face, making her look straight at him.
James leaned in, his deep eyes locking on hers. “What are you thinking about?”
She decided to just say it. “I need a strand of Evelina’s hair. Do you have any ideas?”
James didn’t even flinch.
“There’s probably some in the bathroom. I’ll get someone to call her away, then I’ll go in and look for it.”
He said it so calmly, like he was offering to get her a glass of water. As he turned to leave, Emmy instinctively grabbed his solid forearm.
“Aren’t you going to ask why I even need her hair?”
He looked back at her, his eyes soft, his voice totally sure. “If you need it, you have your reasons. Just wait here.”
Then he slipped out of sight.
Emmy stood there for a moment, half amused, half helpless, but this wave of warmth filled her chest, leaving her feeling lighter than air.
Being trusted like that, having someone step up for you without hesitation or questions—she couldn’t help it. Right now, James had never looked more attractive.
She bit back a smile and headed out after him.
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Meanwhile, Dean had just arrived at Evelina’s hospital room.
Evelina was almost fully recovered, but Claudia insisted she stay a little longer.
Dean, apparently impatient, showed up with a beautifully wrapped box.
Evelina took it, opened it, and her eyes instantly lit up.
“This is Letter from the Other Side? The number one VR game right now?”
She turned the sleek, futuristic headset over in her hands, her excitement impossible to hide. “Dean, thank you! This must have cost a fortune.”
She’d been following the heated VR rivalry between Sparrow Group and Nelson Corporation. Letter from the Other Side had shot to the top of the charts in half a day, and she’d been dying to try it.
But it was insanely expensive—the headset alone was over a hundred grand, and with the neural link, it was two or three times that. She’d planned to try it after getting discharged, never imagining Dean would buy it for her.
So she still mattered to him, after all.
Those words made her forget all her irritation. She left the room with a happy heart.
The second she left, Dean grabbed the VR headset and put it on. But as soon as it connected to him, the system asked him to recreate the character. He frowned, clearly annoyed.
At the same time, Emmy decided to make her move. As soon as Evelina left, Emmy slipped into the room to hunt for a strand of hair.
Just as she opened the door, she came face to face with Dean, who was still frowning at the headset.
Their eyes met. For a moment, everything froze.
Emmy reacted instantly, her mind racing. “I need to talk to you. Come with me to the balcony.”
Dean’s eyes lit up, the clouds that had been hanging over him for days suddenly gone.
He followed her right away, but then paused, doubled back into the room, and grabbed the VR headset—so rushed he didn’t even shut the door behind him.
As Emmy turned, she quickly pulled out her phone and texted James.
Got the hair? Meet me on the balcony.
She’d barely put her phone away before Dean caught up, following her out onto the balcony.

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