Chapter 1009:

Corey stood at her bedside, now clad in sterile surgical garb. Behind him, two assistants meticulously prepared an array of surgical instruments.

Alicia’s stomach churned. She knew these tools well – each one was for heart surgery. Her eyes met Corey’s. Despite the gravity of the situation, her expression betrayed no fear, no shock. Her pupils dilated slightly, but she remained calm.

You’re so calm.” There was a hint of annoyance in Corey’s tone. It seems you already know what I’m going to do.”

Alicia’s demeanor was unnervingly calm, as if she weren’t the one about to be sliced open.

“Would struggling help?” Alicia’s voice was unwavering, her tone cutting. “You probably wish I’d resist, so you could take my heart without hesitation-for Gemma’s sake.”

him even more was her complete lack of fear – her calm acceptance of what

some kind of saint? How could you

you remind me of Caden – stoic,

her sleeve. The sharp needle glinted under the sterile light before

didn’t flinch or struggle. She sat there, calm, as if the pain was irrelevant. Corey’s eyes lingered on the syringe as it

her steely gaze meeting his. “Would you really let me

years they had spent together in Xada, the three of them-Alicia, Gemma, and him-had shared a strange semblance of family. He had grown fond of the sound of their laughter echoing through the house when he returned from work. He liked how they always

tempted to eliminate the other. But for Gemma’s sake, they put aside their sharp edges and guarded hearts. Together, they played their roles so convincingly – sharing meals, smiling through tensions – that eventually

withdrew the needle, a sudden wave of powerlessness washed over him. For the first time, he felt like a child, weighed down by an unbearable guilt. His voice was rough, barely a whisper. “Alicia, Gemma’s not

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