Selin sat perched on the edge of Noah’s hospital bed, her posture rigid, every muscle in her body coiled tight like a whip ready to strike. Her hand wrapped around his forearm, fingers pressing down with a grip that held not just strength, but a cold, controlled rage an anger she had kept bottled for years, now threatening to spill over. Beneath her palm, the plastic tube of the dextrose line ran steadily, feeding fluids into his system, but she paid it no mind. To her, he was nothing more than a debtor who had long overdue accounts to settle.“How dare you hurt Fabi,” she said, her voice low and sharp, slicing through the quiet of the medical equipment like a blade. She squeezed harder, her nails digging gently but firmly into the skin surrounding the IV line.A sharp hiss escaped Noah’s lips, and his whole body flinched violently as pain shot up his arm. His eyes fluttered open, clouded with fever and exhaustion, and when he focused on her face, something fragile flickered in his g
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