Chapter 9
The bitter winter wind howled against the reinforced glass windows of the grand mansion throughout the long night.
Inside the medical suite, Leo opened his big brown eyes as the warm morning sunlight began to filter through the curtains.
Arthur sat in a comfortable armchair beside the bed, holding a steaming cup of black coffee.
"Morning, buddy," Arthur said softly, his stern face instantly softening into a warm, gentle smile.
Leo looked up, rubbing his eyes before offering a small, timid grin.
"Grandpa... am I still in trouble?" the boy whispered, his voice still raspy from the cold.
Arthur reached out, gently patting Leo's small hand resting on the white cotton blanket.
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"You were never in trouble, Leo," Arthur assured him firmly. "You are safe right now, and nobody will ever hurt you again."
Leo nodded, snuggling deeper into the pillows as a deep sense of security settled over his young heart.
