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Chapter 82

Petal's Pov

The moment Rosie's breath faded, the room felt like it collapsed in on itself. The healers stepped back in silence, their heads bowed. No one dared say a word. The air was thick with grief– heavy, unmoving. I stayed on the floor, still holding her, still hoping her chest would rise again. It didn't.

I didn't know how long i sat there, listening to the empty quiet. My hands trembled as gently laid her body down, smoothing her hair one last time. She looked younger in death. ...

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