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NINE

Penulis: Joy Teo
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ALAYNA’s POV

It is not Ezra.

A tidal wave of relief crashes into me like a tsunami and I sink onto the cold, tiled floor.

Thank you…thank you Goddess of the Moon. It is not Ezra…thank you, thank you.

Around me, the chaos continues. In the far corner, a nurse is suturing a deep gash in a man’s leg. A young woman beside her is being hooked up to an IV even as she cries in pain. I can hear the soft hiss of an oxygen mask being adjusted on another patient’s face as he moans. Yet, despite the urgency of it all, despite how wrong it is, I feel relieved. And grateful. Grateful that the man on the stretcher is not Ezra.

Then I hear Mother’s voice, as clear as day, cutting through the chaos of the clinic.

“A man with a golden eye was seen fleeing the banquet hall just before the explosion,” she tells one of the nurses, her tone casual, like she is gossiping about the weather. “Tall, thin and lean. Might be from an enemy pack.”

I freeze. Golden Eye.

Grabbing the handle of a nearby medical cart,
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