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Chapter 57: Final Words

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The night stretched on forever.

Xander didn't leave his father's side. He sat in the plastic chair beside the hospital bed, holding the old man's hand, watching the machines beep and the monitors flicker. Ella stayed with him, her hand on his shoulder, her presence a quiet anchor in the storm.

The old man drifted in and out of consciousness. Sometimes his eyes would open, cloudy and confused, and he'd whisper something Xander couldn't understand. Sometimes he'd squeeze Xander's hand, a brief pr
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