"What? Even after all this time, you're still on this pathetic man's side?"
Aziel is fuming, and people are starting to look our way. I don't care what he thinks of me or what names he calls me. But he's disturbing Sebastian's rest, and I can't have that.
"If your only purpose in being here is to scream at your brother when he's hurt, you can leave," I say.
"You said it yourself. He's my brother. Mine. So if anyone should get lost, it's you."
"Yes, he's your brother, yet since you came not once did you ask him how he is."
"He's obviously fine if he's awake."
"And how did you know that? Does your medical knowledge extend to diagnosis by just looking at the surface? Your patients must be lucky."
This was a low blow, I knew it, and I don't regret it. Aziel always worried whether he'd be a good doctor. It was me who assured him he's be thorough and not dismiss patients by the surface level of their symptoms.
He flinches just like I thought he would, but I don't care.
He should be more worried about his brother rather than my presence here.
"You know what? Fuck you. Fuck both of you." He turns to his brother and says, "It was a waste of my time coming here. You're obviously fine and have this traitor to look after you."
I ball my hands into fists, barely holding back from lunging and punching him in the jaw. How can someone be so self-centered and awful? He's the traitor between the two of us. He's the one who cheated, who threw away all that we had for a piece of ass and momentary pleasure.
Aziel storms out of the emergency, and I do my best to take deep breaths.
Sebastian doesn't deserve to worry about me right now.
I shouldn't let Aziel get to me. His words don't matter. His opinion means nothing to me. If anything, he's lucky he left because a few more comments directed at Sebastian and I would have punched him. Not because of our history – because of how he's treating his own brother.
I always noticed that the dynamic between them was strained, but I never paid attention to exactly how Aziel treated Sebastian. He's dead wrong if he thinks I'll ever again allow him to act poorly toward Sebastian.
Sebastian is fucking mine.
If this means I have to face my ex and teach him a lesson, then so be it.
My boy won't ever again have to face him alone.
Chapter twenty-seven
Sebastian
It's a good thing I'm not hooked to a heart monitor, because it would be blaring in the emergency room.
My heart is racing, and I keep cursing my father in my mind. I know this is his doing. He mentioned it when he spoke with my Daddy.
A test.
I just didn't imagine it would include bringing Aziel in front of my Daddy. I should have known.
Contrary to what it may look like, I'm not worried about Aziel seeing me with Daddy. What I'm panicking about is my Daddy seeing Aziel again after all this time. What if he realizes he still has feelings for him? What if he's one of those guys who can never let go of their first love? What if he leaves me because of Aziel?
My vision blurs as tears threaten to fall, but I grind my teeth and refuse to let them fall.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Daddy asks.
He takes my hand back in his and touches my cheek gently.
I'm scared to look at him. What if I see something I don't want to?
