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bodyguards in black suits. The air was thick with the smell

ed. He was skin and bones, his sallow skin contrasting sharply with the snow-white

ndfather's voice w

ks, Grandpa," I sat by the bed, ho

ermittently, the heavy wooden door was suddenly

sharply tailored tuxedo, obviously h

htly. Chiara wore a tight, red sequined gown, looking

and the beeping of the heart

is voice trembling. "Get th

old sneer on his handsome face. "She st

down, her eyes filled with disrespect. "Your days in power are numbered, old

clutch, walked to the bed, slapped it hard against

, her voice echoing in the sterile room. "I'm pregnant

ard at that paper, the smell of antiseptic in

s face flushed a dangerous shade of purple

e?" He was trembling with extreme fury.

ing his chest tightly. His eyes rolled back,

let out a piercing

d, lunging for the e

r. He grabbed my arm an

t in front of the door, jamming it tightly under the

ir bodies against the wooden door. Their shouts were

!" I screamed, stru

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s crossed over his chest, expression

ra," he said with

you accept

randfather from

iolently on the bed, his face

king up at the woman wh

ked out, hot tears

pt you.

smile, slowly turned around, and

into the room like a tide, a

ng medical terms, urgently

, watching helplessly as they shocked m

n

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octor finally muttered, his gaze

y fell into a suf

lowly let o

s arm around

e have a par

the bed like I

e closed shut, a trace

into a fist, as if holding ont

open his stil

he folded ult

he paper. The font of the patient's name had sligh

thal lie designed specifical

my pocket. My chest felt devoid of a heartbeat

ils of the men behind me. Pulling out my disposab

poke into the receiver

onsigliere's voice shifted instantl

n my heart: "Grab the woman.