Derek's POV
After receiving treatment for some time, Daphne was finally out of the woods and getting better.
Unfortunately, her legs were so severely injured, and the chances of her standing up again were slim.
When I walked in with Kyrian in my arms, she was lying in bed, looking pale and kinda worn out. "Derek, is he alright?"
"Fortunately, it's not too serious. He just took a nasty fall and got knocked out for a bit with a mild concussion. Nothing major," I replied.
Daphne breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch Kyrian's cheek. "Sweetheart, you gotta be more careful."
However, as soon as she extended her hand, Kyrian buried his face in my arms.
I quickly make up an excuse, "He got scared. You should focus on resting."
She looked at me, pleading, "Derek... Can't you sp
