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38- I don’t pity you, Ms. Taylor
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MICHELL POV I closed the door behind me, inhaling slowly as I guided Amelia down the hall. The tension in my chest hadn’t eased. Not even a little. I had expected to be angry. Furious, even. Ms. Taylor had been reckless—completely disregarding the fact that her leg was still healing. She had pushed herself beyond her limits, fully aware that she had surgery scheduled. And yet— The moment I saw her stumble, the moment I saw the pain flash across her face, all that anger had burned away. Replaced by something else. Something I didn’t want to name. Something I couldn’t name. “Dad?” Amelia’s small voice broke through my thoughts. I glanced down at her. “What?” She was staring up at me, her little fingers still wrapped tightly around mine, as if searching for reassurance. “Are you mad at Audrey?” I exhaled sharply. “She should’ve been more careful.” “That’s not what I asked,” she pointed out, her tone quiet but unwavering. I pressed my lips together. She was t
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