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The Price of Memory

Author: Luisa
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 01:36:02

SOFIA’S POV

I sat beside Renzo’s bed in the private room, holding his small hand while machines beeped steadily around us. The doctors had stabilized him after the transfer, but my mind refused to settle. Something felt terribly wrong. The feeling gnawed at my chest like a living thing, telling me I should not be here.

I should be with Lorenzo. I could not explain it, but the pull grew stronger with every passing minute. Losing him would hurt worse than anything Riccardo had ever done to me,
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