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Chapter Eighty Three

Penulis: Sammy
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Lila

I don’t know how long I sat there after he left.

Minutes. Hours.

Time had stopped making sense somewhere between the farmhouse and this cold, perfect villa where nothing felt real anymore.

When I finally moved, it was like my body wasn’t my own.

I stood up too fast, and the room tilted.

My stomach lurched.

I pressed a trembling hand to my mouth, thinking maybe it was just the crying the adrenaline, the shock.

But then the nausea twisted deeper, sharper, and I stumbled for the bathroom.

I barely made it before I dropped to my knees in front of the toilet.

My body heaved, dry sobs turning into something deeper. More primal.

When it was over, I sagged against the cool porcelain, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, heart thudding.

It wasn’t the first time this week.

It wasn’t even the second.

I pressed a hand to my flat belly, feeling the way my skin was damp and hot, my pulse a wild flutter under my palm.

It can’t be.

But even as the thought c
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    LilaThe painkillers had begun to wear off.Not the physical ones I’d been injected with enough meds to numb a grown man twice over. No, the emotional ones, the adrenaline and shock that had cushioned me from the horror of it all, had finally ebbed.Now I sat in the hospital bed, propped up by too many pillows that still didn’t make me feel comfortable. A warm blanket was tucked around me, the room too bright, too sterile. My hip throbbed, a dull reminder that I was alive that I was lucky.But all I could think of was the blood. My own blood. The terror in Lena’s eyes. The helplessness.And the sound of gunshots echoing in my ears like a song I couldn’t shut off.I looked down at my baby boy, swaddled and asleep in the hospital bassinet beside me. His chest rose and fell in perfect rhythm, unaware of how close I came to not being here at all. I reached out with trembling fingers and stroked his cheek, my touch so gentle it felt like a whisper."Hey, baby," I murmured, trying to keep m

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    Lila The room is too quiet when I wake.Not the kind of quiet that soothes but the kind that leaves you alone with your thoughts, with the hum of machines and the echo of memory.At first, I think I’ve dreamed it all.The gunshots.The chaos.The pain.But then I move, just slightly and fire shoots through my side.I suck in a sharp breath.The bandages are tight around my waist and hip, thick enough to make it feel like I’m being held together by gauze and stubbornness.I turn my head slowly. Luca isn’t here.His absence makes the room feel colder.I blink at the pale ceiling, trying to force the tears back. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry again. Not when I made it through the worst. Not when I lived.But surviving isn’t the same as healing.And right now, everything feels broken.A soft knock comes at the door before it opens a crack.Anna steps in first, holding a small bouquet of wildflowers in her arms.She hesitates when she sees me awake.“I… didn’t mean to wake you,” she say

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