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Chapter Twenty Five

Author: Sammy
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Lila

The hallway leading to the recovery wing looked like every other in the hospital white walls, polished floors, dim lights that made the shadows stretch longer than they should. But when I stepped through the double doors, it felt like I was crossing into a different world entirely.

One where I didn’t know what I was to the man lying behind that curtain.

One where the ache in my chest wouldn’t let me pretend anymore.

A nurse guided me to his room without saying much. The silence was almost kind. When she slipped away, I stood frozen at the threshold, my hands clenched into fists so tight my nails cut into my palms.

He looked so still.

Luca was propped up against a mountain of pillows, a thin sheet drawn over his torso. His skin was pale against the ink of his tattoos and the bandages winding across his ribs. A dressing covered the spot where the doctor had said they repaired the splenic tear. An oxygen cannula trailed from his nose.

His eyes were closed. For one terrifying second,
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