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ARE YOU ALWAYS THIS INTIMIDATING?

last update publish date: 2026-09-14 20:47:09

Sophia’s POV

​By two in the morning, the hospital floor was so quiet you could hear the faint hum of the fluorescent lights in the hallway.

​Inside the suite, Hazel and Zara had finally passed out. Hazel was curled up on the small sofa with a blanket pulled over her shoulders, and Zara was fast asleep in the armchair right next to Kai’s bed, her hand still resting near her brother's.

​I stood up as quietly as I could, my joints popping from sitting in one place for hours. My head felt heavy,
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