Chapter 39 HARSH REALITIES AND EVEN NORE SHOCKING EVENTS

Vivian's POV

The hospital doors hissed open, releasing me into the damp afternoon air that carried the faint scent of rain on asphalt and exhaust from passing cars. My parents flanked me like quiet guardians, Dad’s hand steady under my elbow, Mom’s arm looped through mine. The world felt muffled, a...

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