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VICTIMS OF WRONG INFORMATIONS

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Flora Amor and Devon spent an hour outside Dixal’s private hospital room, staying with Lemuel, who was busy talking to colleagues in the hallway. Only when her nerves settled did she finally decide to go inside.

She walked in and found Dixal’s mother seated beside his bed, dabbing at her swollen eyes while clutching her son’s hand. A thin device clipped to his index finger blinked softly, connected to a monitor above the headboard. The older woman didn’t turn to acknowledge them—yet she didn’t lash out either.

Lemuel quickly dragged another chair toward the opposite side of the bed for Flora Amor and her son. Dix remained standing behind his mother. He gave them a brief glance, then stepped closer when Flora Amor settled in the chair with Devon clinging tightly around her neck, staring at his grandmother who refused to look their way.

“Let me carry him, Flor,” Dix offered.

But Devon tucked his face into the crook of his mother’s neck and tightened his hold.

“We’re okay,” she repl
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