Images of his tender gaze swam before her eyes, and a tear escaped down her cheek.

At that moment, she missed him, more than she could express.

She yearned for his gentle touch.

Taking a deep breath, she collected herself, wiped away her tears, and answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Maggie, I’m at the hospital. Which floor are you on?”

at the

welled up

choked back a sob, struggling to

“Maggie!”

was a woman’s voice, brimming with

up to find Yana charging to her, her hair a

here? And she was

“Maggie, answer me!”

extract a folding knife from

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