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CHAPTER 36

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Adrian’s POV

The room went completely silent.

Aria froze the second she saw me standing at the door, and Damien slowly let go of her hand. Too late. I had already seen everything. Not kissing. Not touching. Worse. Comfort. The kind that came naturally. The kind you couldn’t fake.

For several seconds, nobody spoke. The machines beside Aria’s bed beeped softly through the heavy silence while exhaustion sat visibly across her face. She looked fragile tonight, smaller somehow. And despite the j
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