Chapter 350: A Shifting Form

**Thelma Zane’s Perspective** After relentless pleading on my part, Aldrich finally relented. The mention of our child’s safety and mine was the tipping point. Though it was clear he was torn, he agreed to assist my father in dealing with the attackers. Before leaving, he handed me his phone, placing it beside my bed. “I’ll stay connected,” he said, his voice steady yet filled with worry. “If anything goes wrong, I swear I’ll come back immediately. Just stay safe.” I had no energy left to argue further. I gave a faint nod, watching as Aldrich hesitated at every step toward the door, stealing glances back at me. He looked as though he was leaving a piece of himself behind. Once he was gone, I turned my attention to the medical team. Their expressions were carefully composed, but I noticed the subtle signs of anxiety that they tried to hide. Their demeanor, though professional, betrayed a level of uncertainty that sent a chill through me. “Tell me what’s going on,” I deman