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CHAPTER 043

Penulis: Kate Ray
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-26 02:58:33

Hours later

"Mr. Cavarallo, are you awake? Can you see me?" Frantic voices hovered above me, calling, asking.

I nodded subtly, fluttering my eyes open to a sharp blinding light.

"You need to work on whatever light you're using, turn it off," I ordered, squinting my eyes to adjust to the light.

"How are you feeling now Mr Cavarallo?" The doctor asked again.

"Like I got dragged through hell and stitched back together with barbed wire," I muttered, throat dry as sandpaper. My lips cracked when I
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