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How's it Possible

Author: A.Sinquill
last update publish date: 2026-10-15 23:50:09

Olivia's Pov

The tires of Ethan’s car screeched as they slammed to a halt outside the emergency entrance of Saint Jude’s General Hospital. Before the vehicle had even fully settled into park, I flung my door open and bolted across the asphalt, my heart hammering violently against my ribs.

"Which room is Vincent Whitmore in?!" I demanded frantically at the front reception desk, my voice trembling out of control.

The receptionist hastily typed away at her terminal. "Pediatric observation wing, R
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