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Chapter 111

Author: Nyxara
last update publish date: 2026-02-26 21:41:40

Eliora's POV

"You're doing that thing again," Zoey whispered, leaning toward me as we stood by the window of Kian’s private suite.

"What thing?" I asked, keeping my eyes fixed on the street below, where a black SUV was already idling at the curb.

Today is the last day in the hospital, Kian and Ezra are getting discharged today and I can't be more grateful.

"The'I-want-to-rip-his-clothes-off-but-I'm-pretending-to-check-the-weather' thing," she teased, her voice barely audible.

"Eliora, the air
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