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The Curse Unraveled

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Gwen’s POV

As always, Adrian was the only visitor in the VIP ward we shared with Kayla. However, he had not brought doctor Liang along. As if on cue, the old doctor's call came late in the evening. Doctor Liang’s voice was sharp, almost crackling with frustration. My chest tightened as I listened, the weight of his words sinking in like lead.

“Adrian… you must understand,” Liang said, his accent thick with urgency, “Gwen’s de-hypnosis has reached a bottleneck. If she remembers all her memori
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