"Ma'am, payment mode?" the receptionist asked. "Cash," I said. And one by one, I placed the stacks of cash on the counter, which was the remaining payment for the surgery and aftercare.The receptionist stared at them for a long moment before sliding a paper toward me.“Kindly sign.”My hand didn’t shake as I picked up the pen, the way it used to. After last night, nothing inside me reacted the way it used to."Cynthia!" I had barely placed the pen down when someone grabbed my arm and spun me around.Adrian.His eyes looked tired, his sleeves were rolled to his elbows, his hair was a mess, and many fine lines of worry were carved on his forehead, as he hadn't slept the whole night.“Where were—” He stopped mid-sentence. His gaze dropped to the cash behind me. “…Where did you get this kind of money?”I swallowed hard when the memories of a few hours back flashed in front of my eyes. The humiliation I wore for this money, his cruelty, and my helplessness. “Cynthia,” he said again, m
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