der
hallway, the atmosphere ab
errifying power. The hushed whispers of the medical staff died instantly. Everyone straigh
armor. My piercing gaze swept over the assembled fami
y deep, resonant voice l
s condition. "Dr. Colette Freeman is the one performin
le
deniable heat flickered in my chest. I simply nodde
urst into the hallway. My useless nephew looked flustered and anno
shameless harlot! Who told you to co
atrically. "I was just worried about
epping in front of Hanna. "She's my girl
trash here while your grandmother is dying, and the
ith tension. Disgu
lte
out. But it carried the full, crus
impering in sheer terror. A sheen of sweat broke out on his for
not a stage for your pathetic domestic dramas. If you cannot
dominated, reduced to nothing by a single sentence. He wanted to argue, but my power held him in a chok
red light above the OR
tte
e surgical mask from my face. I was bone-tired, but a
" I announced. "The blockag
er the hallway. Beverly rushed for
, my eyes traveled do
stop
e shadows. And his eyes-those impossibly blue, sho
m. The scent of cold ced
nt hours mending in another's ch
ssed in that filthy stall... was Evande
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