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Chapter 5

作者: Fierce Sleeping Dog
By the time I got to the hospital, Donna was already out of the ER. She had four stitches across her forehead, a hairline fracture in her left arm, and dried bloodstains on her clothes.

"Don't worry. I'm fine," she assured me the moment she saw me, offering a reassuring smile despite her injuries.

"Where's the car?" I asked.

"It's at the repair shop," she replied.

"What about the dashcam?" I asked, my expression tightening with concern.

Donna's expression darkened.

Apparently, someone had
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