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Chapter 136

Author: Tamara’s Diary
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-27 02:02:31

Brittney

The steady beeping of the monitors was what woke me up.

My eyelids felt like lead, heavy and full, but when I managed to pry them open, the pale, antiseptic-white ceiling greeted me again.

I'm at the hospital.

I shifted around in bed, turning this way and that.

Maybe it was the position I slept in, but my throat was dry, my lips cracked, and my body ached in places I couldn’t even name anymore.

I turned my head to the side and for a moment, I expected Andre’s tall frame to be by my bedside, his dark eyes locked on me, arms folded in that protective but frustrating way of his.

But the chair beside me was empty, a rumpled crease on the cushion which was the only proof that he’d been there.

“Where… where is he?” I tried to sit up, my voice was scratchy and weaker than I’d like, but the nurse bustling around with a chart at the foot of the bed looked up with a practiced, professional smile.

“Oh, Mr. DeMarco had to leave rather suddenly,” she said, as if she’d anticipated the ques
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