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Chapter 25: The Words Left Unspoken

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KIAN'S POV

I hovered over Mr. Alcante, my hand pressed against his shoulder, feeling the faint tremor of his body as he struggled to stay conscious. His breathing was shallow, rattling, and every second that ticked by gnawed at my composure.

“Mr. Alcante, can you hear me?” I said, voice low but urgent.

His eyelids fluttered open. Bloodshot eyes met mine, and for a brief moment, they sharpened recognition, pain, and a kind of stubborn defiance all rolled into one.

“Thought... you weren't.
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