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n bed. Her pale face was drained of color, and her brows were

battery long dead. After charging it up and power

from th

d made the call, but it just

er in another

The IV drip was almost finished when the a

ak with you outside for a moment? There's som

rise, Isabella reached

it here,

bit weak and needs rest. This was the perfect mome

ke early-stage breast cancer. Of course, we need further tests to get a clea

wha

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ld water for a bit-how

guard, staring at her with

g was wrong with her all

phone buzzed

ria. Without thinking, he ended t

now. Please go ahead and

Isabella sitting on the bed with her hands covering h

wly, still shaken

ou," he said, his voice unusually soft as he rested

her face against his chest, listen

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heodore frown. He wrapped h

anything ha

t's enough," she whispered, sounding

out the window at the budding leaves

dence only made

a's unanswered call did

life, nothing

process the admission paperwork,

t onto the floor, then buried her

she'd finally surpassed Victoria and was about to step into the dr

few young nurses were wh

seriously so pretty in real life. Even without makeup, her skin is flawless. A

of her dating anyone. But that face and t

, out of nowhere, a tall, ridiculousl

ll interested in their gossip. "Hey, is t

malnourished and dehydrated-that she need

'd planned, but somehow, sticking around a lit

quite put his

involved in something lik

no

gaze-those sharp brows and intense eyes were no joke-

ank

urned to leave, just as a qui

g out of one of the doctors' offices. The lighting hit just right-t

-step. That guy

then Theodore turned the corn

aded back to the room. He figured he'd try messagin

s phone, a soft, choked

shifting from side to side,

walked over. He leaned in, ha

a thought she heard a faint voice-som

ho it was, or where

white light-she blinke

, but the person stan

ija

er. She tried moving her fingers, but her whol

is that r

Her eyes locked onto the man in front of her as

y fr

s El

t him-those red-rimmed eyes, the fragile hope on her face-it

that, his re

in his throat. H

anted was to know ever

her pinky hooking around hi

What if she closed her

started to clear, and when

ed he wasn

their facial features felt o

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