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It was a sign.

A clue.

I would die.

That was irrefutable.

But I wouldn’t die by my hand.

With gritted teeth, I took one last look at Ily.

Her hair covered her face, her breasts exposed, and chin tipped down.

I recoiled.

I couldn’t see her like that.

So lifeless…so empty.

Without a word, I stalked out of the room.

I felt absolutely nothing as I headed down the corridor, down the steps, and out the front door.

A black Mercedes hummed on the driveway, its door flung wide and motor still running as if another doctor had arrived and flown inside to help.

Slipping Q’s phone into my jeans pocket, I crunched across the gravel.

I climbed into the car.

I shifted it into gear.

And drove away.

Chapter Twenty-Five

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Ily

I OPENED MY EYES TO HEAVEN.

Sunshine set a silver and white room on fire, painting every surface with gold. Silver-scrolled wallpaper danced sunlight around, sending it bouncing off a white tallboy, two chairs, and a dreamy painting of horses galloping in wave froth on the beach.

I was so warm and comfy.

So content and safe.

But wait…pain crept into awareness. A low ache in my veins and a steady burn in my chest.

What happened?

Yawning, I looked to the right.

And all my discomfort vanished.

I smiled. “Krish.”

My brother grinned and came to sit on the bed. He sat lightly beside me, careful not to touch. Placing something white and fluffy beside him, he shrugged. “Missed you, Khushi.”

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