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Author: Akina
last update publish date: 2025-09-09 01:25:29

Sienna's POV

This morning, sunlight slipped through the sheer curtains of the hospital’s VIP room. I opened my eyes feeling lighter than I had in the past few days. The pain in my stomach hadn’t completely disappeared, but it was far more manageable. My breathing came easier. Unlike two days ago, when every movement made me wince.

Liam was no longer in his chair. Since I woke up, the seat had been empty, leaving only the trace of a rumpled thin blanket and the faint scent of his colo
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