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Chapter 62: Rooftop Admission

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RYDER’S POV

The doctor stepped fully into the room and eased the door shut behind him. The soft click sealed us inside the quiet beeping of the monitors. He glanced first at the screens, then at Andrea, and finally at me. His expression stayed measured while he opened the chart and scanned the latest numbers.

“Her vitals are stable,” the doctor said, his voice calm and steady. “The IV fluids helped with the dehydration from the vomiting. We will keep her under observation a little longer and r
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