When Zoey woke up again, that same familiar smell of disinfectant filled the air.But this time, something was different—Adrian wasn’t sitting at her bedside.He was in the bed next to hers.The moment he saw her open her eyes, he rasped, voice hoarse with concern, “Zoey… are you okay?”It took Zoey a long time to piece everything together.After Adrian carried Claire out of the burning house, he ignored her protests and ran back in to save Zoey.He inhaled too much smoke and ended up hospitalized alongside her.Zoey listened quietly. But her expression didn’t change.Calmly, she said, “Claire started the fire. She drugged my drink.”Then she turned her head toward Adrian, who was hooked up to an IV.“This time… you’re not going to defend her again, are you?”Adrian bit his lip.“She already confessed everything to me.”Then, almost desperately, he added, “But I didn’t let it slide this time. I really punished her.”Zoey asked flatly, “What did you do?”“Claire’s never b
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