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~The Discharge~

Author: Carabella
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-07 21:53:48

Chapter Thirty One

Morning light filtered through the hospital room window, softer than the harsh fluorescents I'd grown accustomed to over the past two days. I was dressed in clothes Elodie had brought. Jeans that hung loose on my hips, a soft sweater that hid how much weight I'd lost and comfortable flats instead of the heels Julien had always insisted on.

I looked like myself again. Or at least, like a version of myself I was trying to become.

Elodie was packing up the few items I'd accumula
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