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    Rachelughed. “No thanks. I’m not that greedy.”


    “Your loss, then.”


    Rachel’s daily routine had settled into a pattern. After work, she would stop by the hospital in the evening.


    An was recovering well, and he often reminded her not to wear herself out visiting him.


    “But how could I not? Back when I was sick, you stayed by my side for months. An, you’ve always been good to me—I won’t just stop caring about you now.”


    On Saturday morning, Rachel arrived at the hospital entrance.


    Meanwhile, in Brian’s room, the curtain was pulled open.


    “Here again today?” Brian asked, his tone unreadable.


    Ronald silently lowered the curtain again and nodded.


    Brian’s fleeting hope faded just as quickly as it had appeared.


    His illness had been cured for a while now, but An was still recovering. Brian had been watching, trying to convince himself that Rachel and An’s connection wasn’t as deep as it seemed.


    At first, he clung to the idea that they were not that close.


    But as the days passed, reality set in. Rachel visited An every single day.


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    Even when she workedte, she would still drop by—even if only for half an hour.


    She never missed a day.


    And yet, despite being in the same hospital, she never once came to see Brian.


    “It’s too stuffy in here. Take me outside for a walk.”


    The weekend sun was bright, painting the world in a golden glow.


    Rachel and Brian crossed paths in the corridor.


    It had been so long since theyst ran into each other like this. The unexpected encounter left them both momentarily frozen.


    They stood at opposite ends of the long hallway—Rachel standing tall, bathed in warm sunlight, while Brian remained seated in his wheelchair, shrouded in shadow.


    In that moment, it felt as if they belonged to two entirely different worlds.


    They locked eyes.


    Neither of them said a word.


    Silently, they stepped into the elevator.


    When the doors slid open, Rachel strode out, her pace quick—like she couldn’t stand being near him even a second longer.


    “Rachel…” Brian’s voice broke the silence. “This was just a coincidence. I didn’t n it.”


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