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Chapter 113 : Loved ones affected

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last update Date de publication: 2026-07-19 21:53:42

Renata

I went to the hospital that afternoon and sat quietly in the corner of the room, watching as the nurse moved around Drent, adjusting his IV, checking the machines that beeped softly beside his bed. The cool efficiency of the nurse's movements made my own skin prickle, a strange awareness settling over me as I sat there, unable to look away from him.

Drent lay still, his curly hair damp against his forehead, a few strands falling loosely across his face. I rose from my chair without reall
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