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The Nightmare.

Author: Ms. Alupeng
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-02 22:05:54

Rosella's POV

I glance at Zee, and without a word, she quietly leaves the sitting room.

I never intend to ask, but the question slips past my lips before I can stop it. “Where is Mr. Blake?”

The doctor acts as though he doesn't hear me at first, calmly wrapping a bandage around the scrape on my wrist. After a brief moment, he finally answers in a brisk tone.

“He rushed out. To pick up his fiancée.”

“Oh.”

I suddenly remember overhearing Lucien mention earlier that she’d been involved in an acci
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