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Chapter 140

作者: Crystal hart
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-08 20:31:05

The hallway outside the operating theater was cold—not just in temperature, but in feeling.

The kind of cold that settled under your skin and whispered things you didn’t want to hear. The kind of cold that made time feel like it was stretching out endlessly, minute after dragging minute.

Regan stood near the double doors, rigid and silent. His tall frame cast a long shadow against the beige walls under the flickering fluorescent light. Every now and then, he shifted slightly, as if to stretch a tight muscle or release the pressure building in his chest—but he always ended up back in the same place, frozen by a kind of quiet dread.

Zara leaned against the opposite wall, arms folded protectively over her belly. Her hair, loosely tucked into a messy bun, had strands falling around her face. She didn’t bother tucking them back. Her eyes were fixed on the ground, but she wasn’t really seeing it.

The sterile silence between them grew heavier with each second.

Every now and then, a nurse wou
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