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... > Fifteen minutes later...
The private hospital room was silent except for the slow drip-drip-drip of the IV.
Ashton stayed beside the bed, adjusting the blanket over Mirabelle’s shoulder.
Her face was flushed. Her hair stuck to her forehead in damp clumps.
He pulled out his phone and made a call.
Yvaine Carlisle sprinted in almost an hour later, panting, sweat clinging to her temples.
She nearly slammed into the doorframe.
‘What the hell h ...
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