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Chapter 5

Author: Flying Fingers
Luciano's POV

Once Valentina was no longer in critical danger, I planned to go see Cecilia. As I walked down the hallway, I overheard two nurses talking in hushed voices.

"That young lady who donated blood in the ER… She gave so much that she could barely even stand when they were done. We had to help her walk out…"

"The poor thing."

My footsteps faltered. The image of Cecilia—standing at the end of the hallway, framed by light and giving me a small smile—flashed in my mind.

She had said, "
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