Camila’s POVThe hospital feels almost normal again. Nurses hurry through the corridors with clipboards, visitors gather quietly outside patient rooms, and somewhere down the hallway Brian argues with the vending machine.“It stole my money again.” Karen doesn’t even look up from her chart. “It steals your money every Tuesday.”“That’s because it hates me.” “It hates everyone equally.” I laugh as I walk past them. Brian immediately points at me.“Camila, tell Karen I’m the victim.” I glance at the blinking vending machine. “…Did you press the button?” He pauses. “…Eventually.”Karen sighs. “I rest my case.” Before Brian can defend himself again, the elevator doors slide open. A tall man steps out carrying an elegant bouquet of white lilies.Victor. He smiles warmly the moment he sees me. “Camila.” I return the smile politely. “Good morning.”“I hope I’m not interrupting.” “Not at all.” He lifts the flowers slightly. “I came to visit Maria.” I blink in surprise. “You did?”He nods. “I
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