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Chapter 37

Author: Lyric Stone
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 17:34:13

Lena's POV

The hospital room felt suffocating after Marco left. I stared at the ceiling tiles while my mind replayed everything that had happened. Salvatore's bloody knuckles, Luca's broken fingers, the sound of bones cracking in the hallway. He had protected me without hesitation, choosing violence over family peace.

The weight of that sacrifice pressed against my chest like a stone.

By midnight, the nurses had finished their rounds, and the ward had settled into the quiet rhythm of overnight shifts. I waited until I was certain everyone was asleep before slipping out of bed. My discharge papers weren't ready《 》but I couldn't stay here any longer.

I dressed quickly in the clothes Maria had brought earlier, then gathered my things and walked toward the elevators. The night staff was minimal, and no one questioned a woman in street clothes moving through the halls.

Once outside, I hailed a taxi and gave the driver a stop at an all-night grocery store. Salvatore's penthouse was immacula
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