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Chapter 20. Meeting Sofia

Penulis: Fredrik Starr
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-26 18:39:17

Danilo's POV

I left the house the second Rosa pulled out of the driveway. She waved like usual, completely unaware that I had already packed a small duffle bag with treats for Sofia and stashed it in my trunk earlier. I wasn’t sure how to feel. This wasn’t exactly something I planned for, sneaking out of my father’s house to visit a girl I didn’t know in a hospital room just because her brother, who may or may not hate me, said so. But I was doing it anyway.

Traffic was light. I guess the universe really was making it easy for me.

The hospital parking lot buzzed under the fluorescent lights. Cold wind cut through my hoodie as I stepped out of the car and made my way toward the main entrance. The last time I was here, I barely got in before I was told my mother and brother had died on arrival. Safe to say, it was the saddest day of my life. I took in a deep breath as if to center myself before taking further steps.

My sneakers squeaked on the polished tile floor as I walked up to the
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