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The Reckoning II

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last update 公開日: 2026-03-26 23:12:08

Damian POV

Hospitals all smell the same, I walked through the front entrance without stopping.

People tried to stop me, they always did.

A security guard stepped forward, hand lifting slightly. “Sir, you can’t—”

I kept walking.

The man faltered, unsure whether to push or step aside.

He stepped aside.

At the desk, a nurse looked up, already forming the question.

“Name?” she started.

“Isabella Moretti,” I said.

Something flickered in her expression, it was recognition.

Of everything that had been
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