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Chapter Sixty-six

作者: Blessing. B
last update publish date: 2026-03-31 14:14:29

DAMIEN POV

She comes back to the hospital later that night.

She doesn’t say much. Neither do I.

Leah sits quietly in the chair beside my bed and feeds me the food she prepared earlier.

The scrambled eggs are slightly cold but I eat every bite as if it is the best thing I have tasted in years.

Somewhere around midnight she falls asleep on the chair.

I watch her for a long time in the dim light.

My Leah.

This beautiful, stubborn, kind hearted soul who keeps showing up for me even when I give
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