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g to his expensive coat. He was carrying a takeout container,

e said, his voice soft. "Sea

ne spoonful of that same chowder and spit it out, whining that it was "yucky." I'

s th

bled out of bed, my bare feet slapping against the cold linoleum, and barely made it to the b

st the cool tile,

side of the door, laced with a well-rehear

formance, and I was t

A fever ignited, hot and fast. Within the hour, the world was a blur of sterile lights and frantic motion

ound of hushed voices. Julian and his cousin, Dr. Brennen Fuller, stood in the

ht. "This fever... she might not last a month

ve the liver to Ava's mother. We'll tell Kat the donor family

ing to le

Volkov. You owe your entire life to her family. This isn't ju

ver heard before. "I've spent three years by her side. Three years of my life

t the quiet shame and grief I held over my own body's failings. My in

the dark. He thought I was asleep. He reached out and gent

brand, searing his b