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After he left the scene, Silas drove to the hospital to see Alex. When he got there, he met some of the security guards at he entrance and they took him to Alex's ward.

On the 19th floor that's dedicated to VIP patients, Silas was lead down the hallway by the security guards.

They stopped in front of one of the ward doors and the security guards nodded at Silas, before taking their positions in front of it.

Silas looked at the door for a moment and signed, before I pushing it and walking in.

Inside, the soft light gave the room a calm, almost serene atmosphere. Alex was seated on the hospital bed, connected to a few monitoring devices.

His small hand bore the traces of the IV, and his face was slightly paler than usual. But the moment he saw Silas, Alex's face lit up with a smile, his eyes brightening instantly.

"Big brother!" Alex said excitedly as he saw Silas walk in.

He was very happy to see Silas. He has been told by Luna that his brother would be coming to see him and he has been expecting him for a while.

Silas smiled and walked to Alex. He hugged him and caressed his head softly.

"How are you, champ?" He asked as he pinched his cheeks lightly.

He was very happy to see that Alex was in perfect condition but seeing his current state made him feel slightly angry with himself. He also felt guilty when he saw the faint tinge of pain in his eyes.

"Hehehe. I'm fine, Big brother. She told me that the thing is no longer in my body." Alex said with a laugh.

Silas smiled when he saw Alex smiling. He was happy that his brother could laugh again but he knew that the laugh wasn't exactly sincere.

Even though Alex tried to hide his emotions from him, Silas could sense it and he could see the hidden emotions in his eyes.

Silas could see the anger, guilt and pain in his eyes. Seeing this, he winced silently in pain.

It felt like his heart was stabbed by multiple knives and they were being twisted around.

He continued to smile as he looked at Luna who was standing at a corner of the ward. She smiled back at him, causing him to sigh.

Silas's heart sank slightly. Alex was doing his best to stay cheerful, but Silas could see the shadow behind his smile.

He saw it in the way Alex's eyes shifted, the way he hesitated. Beneath the surface, he could sense the turmoil—the guilt, the anger, the sadness that his brother was trying so hard to hide.

Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Silas pulled Alex closer, bringing his head to rest against his chest.

He gently stroked Alex's hair, trying to offer the comfort he knew his little brother desperately needed but hadn't yet expressed.

"It's okay, champ," Silas murmured, keeping his voice low and steady. "You don't have to hold anything back. You can let it all out. None of what happened is your fault. Not a single part of it."

As he spoke, he felt Alex's small shoulders begin to tremble, and then his face buried itself deeper into his chest.

Silas continued to hold him, feeling Alex's silent tears soak into his shirt. His heart ached, torn between guilt and relief.

For so long, he had kept Alex safe as much as he could and yet this tragedy had happened because of him.

Alex's quiet sobs grew into soft, broken cries as the emotions he had kept inside came spilling out.

Silas kept his hand on Alex's head, gently stroking his hair, silently encouraging him to release everything he had been holding back.

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He wanted to say he was sorry for everything, to apologize for not having done enough, but he knew now was not the time to weigh Alex down with more words.

Silas allowed him the time he needed, sitting in silence while Alex let out his emotions. He felt a pang in his chest every time Alex's body shook with a suppressed sob, but he knew this was part of the healing process his brother needed.

After a long minute, Alex's sobs began to subside. He remained still, his head resting against Silas's chest as his breathing slowly returned to normal.

Silas kept a comforting arm around him, waiting until he felt Alex start to relax. Even though the weight of grief and anger had lifted a little, Silas could still sense the residual pain.

Finally, Alex lifted his head, rubbing his eyes as he took a deep breath. "Big brother, I… I thought it was all my fault," he whispered, his voice trembling as he looked down. "When they took me, I thought… I thought it was all because of me." His eyes were filled with a raw vulnerability, the innocence of his age dimmed by the burden he had carried.

Silas shook his head, giving Alex a comforting squeeze. "No, champ. None of this happened because of you. You didn't do anything wrong."

Alex's gaze softened, but Silas could see the doubt lingering in his eyes. "She told me that, too," he continued quietly. "She told me it was all because… because that man was after you. She explained that he was trying to hurt you by hurting us."

The faint tremor in Alex's voice was enough to make Silas's own heart ache, but he knew he had to remain strong.

He held Alex's gaze, wanting his brother to know that he would always protect him, no matter the cost.

"Listen to me, Alex. You're safe now, and I'll make sure nothing like this ever happens again. I promise."

Alex's eyes began to fill with tears again, but he fought them back, clenching his small fists. "But why, Big Brother? Why did he want to hurt you so much? Why would someone do that to you… and to all those people?"

Silas hesitated, searching for the right words to explain the dark reality of what had happened without burdening Alex too much. "Sometimes, people make choices because they let their anger or their jealousy get out of control. They start to hurt others because of things that have nothing to do with them. But it doesn't make it right. And no matter what, none of it is because of you or anything you did."

As Alex nodded slowly, Silas could see a flicker of understanding beginning to form. He wanted to protect Alex's innocence as much as he could, but he also knew it was important for him to understand some of the difficult truths.

"Are you okay now?" Silas asked gently, brushing his fingers through Alex's hair. He felt his brother lean into his touch, seeking the comfort he so desperately needed.

"Yeah," Alex whispered, his voice barely audible. "I think so."

The two of them sat in silence for a moment, both finding solace in the other's presence. Silas continued to hold Alex close, his hand moving in a gentle rhythm as he stroked his hair. He was determined to help his brother heal, to be the person Alex could always turn to no matter what.

"I'm proud of you, Alex," Silas finally said, his voice filled with warmth. "You're strong, even stronger than you think. It takes a lot of courage to get through what you've been through."

A faint smile appeared on Alex's lips, and he looked up at Silas with admiration in his eyes. "Thank you, Big Brother."

As Silas smiled back, he felt a new sense of determination settle within him. He wouldn't let this happen again.

He would do everything in his power to ensure that his family remained safe, no matter the cost. And even though he couldn't change the past, he could make sure the future was a better place for Alex and everyone he cared about.

Silas stayed with Alex a little longer, sharing in his quiet company as the weight of the day lifted, little by little. And as he sat there, he knew that whatever challenges came next, he would be ready—because he had something worth fighting for.