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Chapter Fourty Two

Author: Nikky Naths
last update publish date: 2026-04-09 15:20:59

The room was far too quiet. For over an hour, the only sound in the master suite was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the heavy, ragged breathing I refused to let settle. I sat by the bed, my head in my hands. The doctor had been gone for a while, leaving behind a tray of medical supplies and a lingering scent of antiseptic.

I looked at my palms. They were stained with dried salt and a smudge of red that wouldn't come out of my skin. I felt like a failure. I had all the money in the wo
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