The door to Mr. Valtor's hospital room slowly opened and his heavy eyelids barely lifted. Everything was still blurry from the medication. At first, all he could make out was the figure of a woman standing quietly by the entrance, dressed in a neat red suit.His tired eyes slowly traveled from her shoes... to her hands... and finally to her face.His breathing hitched when he saw Kristen in front of him. His eyes widened in disbelief because, as far as he knew, Kristen Rose had died years ago. He blinked several times, thinking the medicine was causing him to hallucinate.But she began walking toward him, holding a bouquet of red flowers in her hands."It's been a long time since we last saw each other, Mr. Verstappen Valtor Anderson," Kristen said with the brightest smile she had worn since her return. She stopped beside the bed before gently placing the flowers into the small vase next to him. "I heard it's only right to bring flowers to someone fighting for his life."Mr. Valtor's
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