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Victor’s POVThe gala was winding down, the ballroom slowly emptying as guests made their way to the exits. I could see my mother still chattering away animatedly. I’d long since tuned her out, though. Her incessant talk about Shane had become a relentless drone in my ears, and I was growing increas
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Victor’s POV“We need to find her,” I said, half-running toward the direction that Jessica was pointing to. My mind was racing with various worst-case scenarios, and it was making me more fearful as time passed by. What if she’s hurt? What if someone had taken advantage of the chaos to harm her? Je
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Victor’s POV"Stay with us, Aria. You hear me?" I urged in a trembling voice. My grip on her hand tightened, and I could feel the coolness of her skin. But she still remained unresponsive. The paramedic beside me was moving quickly, checking Aria’s vitals with a practiced efficiency that only heigh
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Jessica finally caught up with me, her face pale and drawn. “Victor, what did they say? How is she?”I shook my head, unable to find the words. “They haven’t told me anything yet,” I managed to whisper. Just then, a doctor emerged from the ER, his expression grave. My heart dropped as he approached
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Victor’s POV“Clear!” the doctor shouted, and I watched as Aria’s body jerked from the shock of the defibrillator. I felt as if my heart was about to explode as I leaned against a nearby wall, watching helplessly as the medical team surrounded her. The heart monitor continued its unforgiving flatli
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“Victor…” Aria began, her face filled with anxiety. “It was Shane who had introduced him to me before. They used to be classmates.”I felt my heart race and my anger seemed to jump several notches higher. Now that’s really troubling news. I’ll have to have it investigated. Aria closed her eyes, loo
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