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“Hey, little sis,” Kat says, her smile tender but weary. She leans closer, running a gentle hand along my cheek. “I’m so happy you’re awake.”

The touch is warm, real.

It sends a shiver down my spine, grounding me in the reality of the moment.

Tears blur my vision, and I blink them away furiously. “What are you doing here?”

“Shh,” she murmurs, her thumb brushing away a stray tear. “Just rest for now, okay? We can talk later. You need to heal.”

“Is this real?” I whisper, fear and hope warring inside me.

The last time I saw Kat, we were worlds apart, separated by miles and dumb sisterly fights.

“Yeah, Jordyn, it’s real,” Kat reassures me, her voice steady. “I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere.”

Her words hang in the air, a promise wrapped in love and regret.

I want to believe her, want to reach out and hold onto her like I did when we were kids, stealing moments of comfort in a world that rarely offered any.

But the pain keeps me tethered to the bed, a brutal reminder of my current reality.

“Why now?” I manage to ask, my throat constricting around the question. “Why’d you come back?”

“It’s simple. You almost died. I wasn’t going to stay in Las Vegas knowing you went through absolute hell.”

“Thank you for coming,” I choke out, the words barely audible.

The weight of everything—the attack, the hospital, my sister here—presses down on me.

“You’re gonna be okay, Jordyn,” Kat whispers, her fingers still tracing soothing patterns on my skin. “The doctors said you were very lucky, and goodness, we’re so glad you are.”

My voice is raspy like sandpaper. “How long have I been here?”

“Three days,” Kat answers softly, her eyes never leaving mine. “Damon, Luna, and I got to Montana yesterday.”

“Three days,” I echo, the words foreign on my tongue. My eyes drift down, and that’s when I see it—a noticeable bump under Kat’s shirt. “Are you pregnant?!”

“Surprise,” she chuckles, placing a hand on her belly. Her smile widens, softening the hard edges of her face. “I wanted to freak Mom out next time we came up, but I guess plans changed.”

A laugh bubbles up inside me, but it morphs into a grimace as pain shoots through my ribs. “Ouch,” I mutter, clutching my side.

“Easy there, tough girl,” Kat says, concern flooding her expression.

She reaches out, her fingers dancing across my cheek again.

“Where are Luna and Damon?” I manage to ask, trying to shift the focus away from the stabbing pain in my side.

“At the club,” Kat replies. “They’re keeping an eye on things while I’m here with you.”

I nod, taking in her words.

A sudden wave of exhaustion washes over me, but it’s tinged with relief.

Damon being here means even more protection, but it’s crazy because Damon hasn’t left Vegas in years. As a matter of fact, neither has Kat.

I’m so happy they’re here, and they’ve brought my niece, Luna.

“It feels like forever since I’ve seen you,” I say, my voice scratchy from disuse. My eyes wander over Kat’s familiar features, now softened, but I’d imagine that’s because she’s a mother now. “How’s Vegas treating you?”

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