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Chapter 20: Filmed memories 

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Winston’s POV

The hum of the hospital machines was the only sound in the room, reminding me that every breath Sansa took now came with pain.

She looked so small in the bed. Pale. Frail. Like a porcelain doll nearly broken.

I couldn’t stop staring at her. Sansa, my daughter-in-law, lying there unconscious, her skin almost translucent beneath the fluorescent lights.

*When did she get so pale?” I hissed, upset.

There was a bruise on her temple and a scratch on her cheek. Her wrist was bandaged, and her bottom lip was slightly cracked from the fall.

Those lips. The ones she bit every time she was confused or nervous. A habit that left my trousers tight.

Goodness. I should’ve gotten there sooner.

I sat beside her, fingers trembling slightly as I reached for her hand. It was warm.

Just as I touched her, she stirred a little and mumbled incoherently.

“You’re safe now,” I murmured, brushing a strand of hair away from her forehead. “No one’s going to touch you again. Not while I’m
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