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Chapter-55:They died in the car accident

Author: Rithika Nayak
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-08 00:58:36

Nora P.O.V

I woke up and found myself on a hospital bed, the familiar sterile smell filling my nostrils. Cyber was there, sitting by my side, his face lined with worry. Another friend of Uncle’s stood against the wall, his face grim.

As I stirred, Cyber leaned over, his eyes red-rimmed from exhaustion and grief. “What happened?” I croaked, my voice barely a whisper.

“You collapsed. I found you at Layson’s house, passed out on the floor,” Cyber said, his voice tight. I tried to sit up, but he held me back, a mixture of concern and frustration in his eyes. It has been so long

Just then, a doctor entered, clipboard in hand. “Oh you are awake,” she said, her tone neutral. “Your tests came back. You are exhausted, malnourished. This is not good for you and your baby.” She said, I just felt like something shifted under my feet.

“What?!” I asked weakly.

“Oh you do not know. You are pregnant. The lab results came positive for pregnancy.”

I just wanted this to be some sort of lie thoug
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