Carlos froze, his hand still clutching the doctor's neck tightly. His chest heaved as if every breath had been knocked out of his system.Kyla will die?“How do we stop it?” John asked, his voice cracking from behind.“Only Cordelia has the solution. She'd prepared it in case things go wrong. She is probably still with it,” the doctor cried. “Please spare my life. I'm just another hostage to Cordelia. I have a family I haven't seen in five years… I beg you.”Carlos released the doctor, letting the man crumple to the ground, and immediately rushed to Kyla.He held and kissed the back of her hand.“Hey, Wildling,” he said, swallowing as his lips trembled. “If you can hear me, I want you to stop fighting it. Or you're going to kill yourself.”Kyla’s head moved, her body shivering.“Wildling, please. I can't lose you,” he said.“She can't hear, sire,” the doctor said, and Carlos slowly glanced over his shoulder, his expression tight with anger.“She probably also doesn't know that fightin
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