Chapter 160 - Chapter 160: What He Became

The executive recovery suite hidden within the labyrinthine internal architecture of Artemis Tower remained dim except for the muted amber lamps near the observation wall and the faint blue glow of monitoring equipment beside the bed. Rain slid steadily across the reinforced windows overlooking the city while quiet machinery hummed somewhere deeper behind restricted corridors built into the tower itself. The suite no longer smelled sharply clinical after several days of occupation. Cael Alexander's perfume lingered faintly against the blankets now, mixed with expensive soap, fresh linen, and the bitter scent of tea gone cold on the side table near the sofa.