Ivan’s POVBenita’s final words lingered, and Vadim’s men were closing in, sealing off every possible escape. But in that moment, as we stood on the precipice of something we couldn’t escape, something unexpected happened.I barely registered the sound at first, the slow, steady beep of a heart monitor. It was faint, a rhythm that barely broke through the tension suffocating the room, but it grew louder, more insistent. My eyes flicked toward the door, and for a split second, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me.I took a step back. “Is that…?”Daniil, his face taut with anxiety, followed my gaze. “It’s her,” he muttered, his voice hoarse. “It’s Neomi.”I couldn’t believe it, after everything, after the bloodshed, after the loss, Neomi, Camila’s best friend, the one who had been caught in the crossfire of everything was waking up. The last I’d seen of her was in that dark, sterile room, lying lifeless after the attack. But now, here she was, fighting to breathe, to live.I took
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