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Chapter Thirteen: Into the boss hands

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“Seraphina!”

I jolted awake, eyes flying open as the bright hospital lights blurred above me. Hands gripped the sides of my bed, wheeling it fast down a hallway. The wheels squeaked against the marbled floor. “Wait, what is happening, where are you taking me?”

“Easy, miss,” one of the orderlies said, a burly guy in scrubs pushing from the head of the bed. “Doctor’s orders. We need to get you to a more secure area. You’ve been stabilized, but things got complicated.”

I tried to sit up, but my bo
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