~ ISLA ~The shrill voice pierced through the morning air like a sharp sword.My breath hitched as the crowd outside the hospital parted, and a disheveled woman came charging toward me, eyes blazing with hate.“Stacey?” I barely managed to whisper.Before I could move, her hand came flying—sharp, fast, and wild. I froze—my brain couldn’t keep up quickly enough. But before the strike could land, a firm hand caught her wrist midair.“Enough.”The deep, steady voice snapped through the chaos like thunder.I blinked—and found Dr. Simon standing between us, his expression calm but unyielding, his hand still clasped around Stacey’s wrist.She tried to twist free, screaming, “Let me go, Simon! Don’t you dare defend her!”Her eyes were bloodshot, face streaked with tears and rage. “Because of her, Alistair’s sending me away! To Africa! Can you believe that? My brother is shipping me off like I’m just a mere good!”Her words dripped with venom. “It’s all because of you, bitch!” she spat, trem
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