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Chapter 367

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Wade stood up and moved toward the window, his back to me. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but i found myself quietly stepping closer to the bed.

Now that I was up close, I could really see it she wasn't just gorgeous, she looked a lot like me.

If my parents were still alive, I would've gone straight to them and asked if I had a long-lost sister.

As those thoughts ran through my mind, my eyes drifted to the nameplate on the bedside: Narelle Yule, 28 years old.

Miss Yule, hello. I'm Keira, I silently introduced myself,

Wade's voice broke the stillness. "Come back in," he said into his phone, calling the caregiver back.

The caregiver returned quickly, and I took that as my cue to slip out of the room. Wade followed silently, and we walked side by side in heavy quiet. It wasn't until we'd walked some distance that he finally spoke. "The doctors say there's no chance she'll recover. Her family... they've already given up."

"But you haven't," I said.

"People always

on TV, hear about them in

she's been like this for a year,

now," Wade corrected, his

by now. The fact that even her family had given

could still try to convince them," I suggested, hoping

did. Last week, they wanted to pull the plug. I begged them for more time. They gave me one more

made sense now. The deadline was looming, and with Narelle still

closing in on him.

Or is it because you don't want to live with

swallowed hard. "Even if she wakes up,

sacrificed herself to save him, that debt became part of him. Even if she woke up perfectly fine, that

her family, and it's making you feel powerless, isn't it?" I asked, already knowing

answer.

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anyone important to her. I don't have

don't even have the right to protect

asking the question that had been hanging in the ant "Do you love

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