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CHAPTER 90

Author: Teju writes
last update publish date: 2026-07-28 19:28:09

Alejandro’s POV

The hospital hallway feels colder than any boardroom I’ve ever entered. The white walls blur together while the red emergency light above the operating room stays on, reminding me every second that some things matter far more than quarterly reports.

Camila sits beside me without saying a word. Her hands remain tightly clasped together. Every few seconds she looks toward the operating room doors. Then back down again. My phone vibrates. Once. Twice. Three times.

I don’t even look
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