Chapter 88 My Life Hangs by a Thread, My Husband Forces Me to Apologize

When I woke up again, that same expanse of white filled my vision.

And that familiar smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils.

Instinctively, I tried to prop myself up to sit, but the movement pulled at my wound. I winced, teeth clenched against the pain.

"Don't move, Seraphina! God, you scared ...

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