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    Without another nce, she strode past him toward the construction site.


    The ambnce had already whisked Rnd away. Arriving at the hospital, she found Joelle, Adrian, Katherine, and Shawn—every powerful name she’d ever heard—gathered outside the operating room. Genuine panic propelled her forward, her lungs burning. “Rnd! How is he? Please, tell me!”


    Joelle sat motionless, unnaturally quiet.


    Katherine’s voice carried defeat. “Still in surgery. The doctors issued a critical warning—we’re waiting.”


    “How did it get this bad?” Strength fled Amanda’s legs, threatening to buckle. “Nasir did this! He’s responsible!”


    Shawn’s brow furrowed. “Who is Nasir?”


    Sobs wracked Amanda’s body as apologies tumbled from her lips, directed at Joelle through broken, senseless words.


    “I’m sorry—so sorry! I dragged him into this nightmare! I should never have been with him! This is all on me!”


    Silence cocooned Joelle, her world muted to everything around her. Frozen in her grief, she remained unresponsive until Adrian’s touch found her hand—ice beneath his fingers.


    Endless moments passed before her voice emerged, soft and detached from reality. “Who is Nasir?”


    Fresh waves of grief overtook Amanda as she choked out, “He’s my ex-boyfriend. Ever since I chose to be with Rnd, Nasir has harbored this burning grudge against him.”


    Joelle’s words cut like steel. “If Nasir is the one who inflicted these injuries on Rnd, I will make certain he pays dearly for it.”


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    Sniffling, Amanda struggled to regain herposure. “I’m sorry. This is entirely my fault.”


    The break in Joelle’sposure finally came, prompting Adrian to gather her into the shelter of his arms.


    Tremors rippled through her body, and just before the dam could break, she pressed her eyes shut against the threatening tears. “Ms. Duffy, please leave. I don’t want to see you anymore.”


    Words caught in Amanda’s throat as she scanned the faces surrounding her, finding not a single weing gaze among them.


    Naturally, she’d never expected them to embrace her presence.


    Her gaze lingered on the operating room door.


    In those fleeting seconds, memories cascaded through her mind—precious fragments of her life with Rnd.


    Rnd leading her to hidden street food vendors, surprising her with her favorite snacks, their aimless walks through city streets, cozy evenings lost in TV dramas…


    Such simple, ordinary moments represented everything that Rnd, young as he was, could offer her world.


    The weight of his pure sincerity pressed against her heart—a debt she could never hope to repay.


    Long before Rnd entered her life, she’d already shouldered burdens too heavy to abandon—her father’s welfare, her uncertain future.


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