Oliver's legs buckled as he stumbled into the room. When he brushed the hair aside and saw my face, he screamed, "Alexandra!"He reached out to hold me, but seeing how I was covered in injuries and blood, he suddenly seemed afraid to touch me at all.In the end, he took off his jacket, draped it over me, and gathered me tightly into his arms as he broke down sobbing."How could this have happened? How could the woman onstage be Alexandra?""Oh, my God! If that really was Alexandra earlier, then didn't Oliver kill his own baby?"Every eye in the room turned toward me as I lay limp in Oliver's arms, their gazes now tinged with a hint of pity for him.Just then, Frederick went up to me. He leaned down, checking for the slightest sign of life."Mr. Reed, she's still breathing!" he cried, his voice thick with urgency. "We have to get her to a hospital now!"Upon hearing this, Oliver, who had been drowning in grief, quickly pressed a finger beneath my nose. When he felt the faint thr
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