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CHAPTER 30

Author: Moon Runner
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-05 23:50:21

KIRA'S POV

I sat behind my desk, papers spread in front of me, charts, patient reports, and daily schedules stacked in uneven piles.

My pen hovered over a document, but my eyes were somewhere else entirely. My mind refused to cooperate. It kept wandering back to the events of the day—the shadow in the bathroom, Lydia’s terrified face, Anton’s haunted eyes, and the inexplicable bead on Lydia’s bracelet.

My chest felt tight, my fingers tapping absent-mindedly against the edge of the desk.

“Focus, Kira,” I whispered to myself, trying to summon the discipline that had served me so well. I glanced at the first page, but the words swam on the paper. Numbers, charts, schedules—none of it mattered right now. None of it could matter. My thoughts were elsewhere.

The office door opened quietly, and I barely registered it at first.

“Kira?”

I looked up, blinking, and saw Erica standing there, holding a folder. Her brow was slightly furrowed, and there was a small smile tugging at her lips. “I br
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