Her Obsession (by Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 27

Her Obsession.

Pretty Little Enigma.

The medic worked fast, methodical. His blade made quick work of her jacket and shirt, cutting away the blood-soaked fabric that clung to her skin like it belonged there. I watched, jaw clenched, every slice of that knife like a challenge to my control. It had to be done, I knew that. But seeing her like that, limp and bleeding, exposed and vulnerable… it hollowed me out. Her skin was pale, too pale, streaked with crimson and smeared with dirt. But she didn’t flinch, didn’t make a sound. She was out cold, and that scared the hell out of me more than the blood or the wound.

“Through-and-through,” the medic confirmed again, fingers already stitching her up. “Missed bone. Lucky.”

Lucky. That’s what they called this? I stayed close, not saying a word, not moving except to press the cold pack he handed me against her ribs when the swelling started to bloom there too. She didn’t react. Just breathed, barely. Shallow, quiet. Like if I blinked, she’d disappear back into the shadows she came from. When the medic finally packed up and nodded that she was stable, I exhaled for the first time in what felt like hours.

“She’ll sleep for a while,” he said, already turning to go. “Shock. Blood loss. But she’ll live.”

I carried her inside myself, wouldn’t let anyone else touch her. The room was quiet, warm. She looked so damn small now, curled up on the bed, bandages wrapped tight around her shoulder, her lips parted slightly with sleep. I should’ve left. Let her rest. But I couldn’t. Not yet. I grabbed one of my shirts from the dresser, black, soft, worn, and gently pulled it over her, being careful of the bandage. My fingers brushed her skin and I froze for a moment, overwhelmed by the fragility of it all. She was made of steel and smoke and silence, but right now? She felt breakable and fuck, she was beautiful. Not just her face, though it was stunning. Sharp cheekbones, long lashes clumped with dried sweat and blood. But it was more than that. It was the strength in her even now, unconscious and healing. It was the ghost of a smirk still etched into the corner of her mouth. It was the way her brow twitched slightly when I caught a snag in her hair as I ran my fingers through it. I wiped the blood from her cheek with a warm cloth, then from her neck, her hands. My shirt drowned her, sleeves falling over her fingers. She looked peaceful now, like all the war had been burned out of her. My little enigma.

“You drive me crazy, ghost,” I whispered, brushing a final strand from her face. “But you came for me. You fucking came for me.”

I didn’t know what this meant, or what would come next. But right now? She was here. Real. Breathing. And finally, after all the shadows, all the silence, I had her. I finally had my ghost. The room had gone still again. Just the soft sound of her breathing, steady now, and the low hum of the bedside lamp. I hadn’t moved in over an hour, just sat there, watching her sleep like the world hadn’t exploded outside these walls. A quiet knock pulled me from my thoughts. The door creaked open and Liam stepped in, nodding once before Nico followed. Both were grimy, their clothes streaked with sweat and soot, blood that wasn’t theirs dried on their knuckles. They looked like hell, like survivors. But then again, we all did.

“We got most of them,” Liam said quietly, casting a glance at the figure in my bed before returning his eyes to mine. “Twenty-three bodies. Eight wounded, two we’ve got tied up downstairs.”

Nico leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze sharp and assessing like always. “They weren’t local muscle either. Ex-military, some Eastern European mercs. They came prepared. Mirov didn’t send street thugs.”

“He sent ghosts,” Liam muttered, almost with respect. “But she was worse.”

I followed their eyes to Sage. Still asleep. Still pale. Still wrapped in my shirt like something fragile and misplaced.

“We’ve tripled security,” Liam went on. “Extra men on the perimeter, and we’ve switched to rotating shifts, no one stays on a post longer than an hour. Drones are live. If another fucking car rolls up, we’ll know six blocks out.”

“And we’ve started installing the countermeasures she mapped out the other night,” Nico added. “Hidden blast sensors, the choke points she flagged, escape tunnels… She was right about everything,”

There was a pause then. The room thick with something that wasn’t silence. It was awe. Curiosity. Something like reverence.

“She really did all this?” Liam asked, his voice lower now, like he was speaking in a chapel. “This one girl?”

I nodded slowly. “Yeah.”

“Jesus.” Nico exhaled. “She’s like a wraith. Pretty little thing, but she’s got teeth. Brains. Fire.” He pushed off the wall and moved closer to the bed, not touching, just looking at her. “And she did this for you.”

I didn’t answer. I didn’t have to.

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Pretty Little Enigma.

“So what now?” Liam asked. “You’ve got her. Your ghost. The one who watches you from rooftops and disappears like smoke. You gonna keep her?”

1 let out a slow breath, brushing a thumb gently across her temple, smoothing back a strand of silver hair. “She’s not mine to keep.”

Nico raised an eyebrow. “That a no?”

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“It’s a… I don’t know,” I admitted. “She’s spent so long surviving alone, I don’t even think she knows what it means to stay. But she came for me. Took a

bullet for me.”

“More than most ever have,” Liam said. “More than most ever will.”

They stayed quiet for a while longer, just standing there, like we were all waiting to see if she’d stir. When she didn’t, Nico sighed and clapped a hand on my shoulder.

“Call us if she wakes,” he said. “We’ll give you space.”

They left without another word, and I turned back to her. Yeah. I didn’t know what came next, but I was damn sure going to be here when she woke up. I sat myself in a chair in the corner of the room, and I just watched her, every breath, every twitch, everything that was her.

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