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    She stepped closer, her movements deliberate, and grazed his cheek with fingers as light as air, her gaze brimming with obsession.


    “Noah, just rx. Everything’s fine,” she whispered sweetly. “I won’t hurt you.” Her voice was soothing, like a luby on a breeze—serene on the surface, but steeped in a seductive menace impossible to escape.


    Meanwhile, Sadiey restless in her hospital bed, an uneasy weight pressing down on her chest.


    No matter how many times she shifted or rearranged the pillows, sleep remained just out of reach—taunting her.


    With a frustrated sigh, she sat up, clutching her chest as a faint, stabbing pain pulsed beneath her ribs.


    It wasn’t just difort—it was a warning, sharp, oppressive, and suffocating, as though her lungs had forgotten how to work.


    Thest time she’d felt this same heavy dread was the day Noah’s car spun off the road—the day he slipped into aa.


    That afternoon had begun with her gut twisting in quiet, merciless agony. Without thinking, Sadie grabbed her phone and dialed his number with trembling fingers.


    A cold, robotic voice greeted her instead, informing her the call couldn’t be connected.


    The silence on the other end stretched like an endless tunnel.


    Panic exploded in her chest. She leapt from the bed, not even bothering to put on her shoes.


    The icy tile sliced into her bare feet like tiny knives, but she didn’t care.


    The hallway outside was deserted. Noah wasn’t there.


    But he had promised he’d never leave her side.


    Then, out of the stillness, a nurse passed by, pushing a cart that rattled softly in the silence.


    Sadie rushed toward the nurse, trying to steady the tremble in her voice. “Do you know where the man who was with me earlier is?”


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    The nurse paused, her brow creasing as she searched her memory. Then she said that he had left about an hour ago, but she had no idea where he had gone.


    “He left? Just like that? Without a word?” Why hadn’t he told her? Sadie stood motionless, as if her feet had turned to stone.


    She swallowed hard, forcing a brittle smile that barely held together. “Alright, thanks.”


    With a brief nod, the nurse continued on, the soft squeak of the cart’s wheels fading into the emptiness of the hallway.


    Sadie pressed herself against the cold wall, the chill biting through her hospital gown.


    Her legs wobbled beneath her, drained of strength, like she might copse at any second.


    It felt like something vital had been ripped from her chest. Was Noah in danger again?


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