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Chapter Fifteen

Author: Sammy
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-25 22:15:55

Lila.

The room was dim, the soft beep of the machines providing a quiet backdrop to the sterile hospital air. Luca lay in the bed, his face relaxed, the weight of the transplant surgery finally starting to show signs of peace. The steady rhythm of his breath was the only thing that assured me he was still with me, still fighting.

He was a fighter.

I sat in the chair beside him, my fingers lightly gripping his hand, not daring to let go. My mind raced with the events of the past few days the fear, the hope, and now this uncertain calm. My heart had been a rollercoaster, and right now, it was firmly on the precipice of both relief and tension.

The man that had threatened to black mail us had not reached out yet, which was even more worrying since Luca could not do anything really in his state.

But I was not going to worry about that right now. Luca had a successful surgery and that's all that really mattered right now.

Just as I started to relax, the door opened.y gaze snapped up, w
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