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chapter Ninety-Nine

The sterile scent of antiseptic invaded my senses as I lay on the uncomfortable hospital bed, surrounded by the soft hum of medical equipment.

Killian sat in the stiff chair beside me, his jaw clenched with concern.

The doctor had just recommended that I stay overnight for observation, but the mere thought of spending a night in this cold, impersonal place sent shivers down my spine.

"I don't want to stay here, Killian," I pleaded, my eyes searching his for ...

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