Chapter 266

• Nathaniel stood in quiet reflection, the echo of Ryan’s anguished cry still hanging in the air. It was the first sound my son had made in a long time, and while it was rooted in pain, to Nathaniel, it was a sign raw, real, and strangely reassuring. The human will to feel, to fight through suffering, was alive in Ryan.
• Rowan was more than qualified to manage something as clinical as a fracture reset he’d handled countless cases across high-end recovery clinics but Nathaniel couldn’t bring himself to delegate this one. Ryan was too important. My child had become more than just a patient; he was a symbol of perseverance. And Nathaniel, ever the perfectionist, trusted no one but himself when it mattered most.
• To him, this wasn’t just a procedure it was muscle memory, precision work honed over decades of practice. He carefully examined Ryan’s leg, inch by inch, until he found the misaligned section. Then, with absolute control and surgical finesse, he performed the adjustment.