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Chapter 86: Leon Vargas

Author: Neerfa
last update publish date: 2026-05-21 23:59:02
Adrian’s POV

Healing was irritating.

That was the first thing I learned after being forced to stay inside the Budapest safehouse for over a week. Doctors kept calling it recovery. I called it torture.

“Don’t move your shoulder too much.”

“Take your medication.”

“Don’t reopen the stitches.”

Every sentence sounded like a threat to my patience. And Ethan became worse than the doctors.

“You’re not supposed to lift that.”

I looked up from the kitchen counter where I was trying to make coffee one-hand
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