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Chapter 108

Penulis: Destiny lucky
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Third Person’s Perspective

Kiran

The silence in Flora’s room was heavy. The air felt thick, like a blanket that would not lift. Every small sound stood out: the soft step of a nurse, the quiet rustle of fabric, the faint beeping from a machine in the corner. Everyone inside,the doctors, Leo, and Kiran,watched Flora, their faces full of worry. Each of them felt pain in their chest when they looked at her. She was small in the chair, curled tight, as if the world outside had turned sharp and dangerous. She kept her eyes down. She would not look at anyone. She hugged her knees close and rocked slowly, like a child who had lost everything safe.

Kiran’s lips pressed together. Her mind moved fast. She felt tired and shaky, but she also felt a burning thing inside: the need to speak the truth. She could not keep quiet any longer. If Flora was to have a chance, someone had to say what Kiran had learned. Kiran pushed down the fear and pushed up the words.

She lifted her head. Her voice was sma
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