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... strange, suspended kind of hour that feels both endless and fleeting. The air hung heavy with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the low hum of machines, their soft beeps deliberately muted at Rafael’s insistence. Shadows clung to the corners, deep and still, as if even time itself had paused to catch its breath.
The adrenaline that had once burned through Eliana’s veins had faded, leaving behind a hollow, trembling calm. She sat on the edge of Rafael’s bed, her body angled toward him, ...
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