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Critical condition

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**Zoya's POV**

I didn’t wait for Tori to properly secure her bike.

The moment it slowed, I jumped off and sprinted into the hospital, my shoesk slapping hard against the polished linoleum floor.

The sharp scent of antiseptic burned my nostrils as cool, sterile air rushed over my flushed skin.

Behind me, I heard the low rumble of a second motorcycle engine cutting off, followed by heavy footsteps.

I knew without looking that it was him, my stalker, seriously followed me from the bar to the ho
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