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The afternoon sunlight seeping through the gap in the window lazily warmed the hospital room.
Kim Minwoo turned his stiff neck to look beside the bed.
Han Siah was there.
Rejecting the guardian cot, she sat on an uncomfortable chair, leaning her head on the edge of the bed as she napped.
Pitch-black hair, contrasting with her pale skin, flowed down, half-covering her face.
Her shoulders, rising and falling rhythmically, revealed the depth of her slumbe ...
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