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Chapter 22

Aвтор: Amandda Myles
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“Matteo?” My voice cracked on his name.

His lips moved, the sound low and raw, like gravel dragged across stone. “Adriana…”

I shot upright, clutching his hand in both of mine. “You’re awake. Dio, you’re awake.” My eyes blurred, tears slipping before I could stop them. I leaned closer. “Don’t you ever do that to me again.”

A faint smirk ghosted across his mouth, weak but still him. “I crash a car, and that’s your greeting?”

My relief bubbled into a broken laugh. “You almost died, and you’re still arrogant.”

His gaze softened, though his voice was faint. “I told you… nothing can kill me that easily.”

The door opened, and the doctor stepped in, checking Matteo’s monitors with quick efficiency. He gave me a smile before addressing him. “Your body’s stabilising. You’re breathing on your own now, Matteo. That’s a good sign. You’ll feel weak, but it’s progress.”

When the doctor left, I smoothed Matteo’s damp hair back from his forehead. “You scared me half to death.”

His fingers twitched in
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