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Chapter 34

Penulis: Devika
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-03 23:57:04

Veronica's POV.

Day 2 of not giving a fuck even though I wanted to give many fucks…

“I'll be going to the hospital today,” I told Four on my way to grab milk from the fridge.

He didn't flinch. Barely even looked at me the second time.

“Okay.”

Okay?

I took his comment like it was a shot to my chest, the fridge did not feel so cold when I dipped my hand inside, I grabbed the milk and poured the amount I needed before I slipped it back inside.

“You're having cereal?”

“Yes?” I raised a questioning
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