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Chapter 37

Author: Lyric Stone
last update publish date: 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
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