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Ch. 68 PROTECT ME

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-12 23:45:26

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Rosita's eyes snapped open; a cold sweat broke out over her body as she scanned the dimly lit hotel room. The bed was empty, and arctic needles of fear pierced her spine. Had Deangelo really left her for real this time? She quickly slipped on the flip-flops provided by the hotel, her heart pitter-pattering, and ran out into the corridor, searching for him.

Hope blossomed in her chest as she spotted a group of guards outside one of the rooms. Sensing that Deangelo was inside, she marched right up to the door, glaring at the guards as they moved aside without a word. Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the room.

Deangelo sat on the edge of the bed, a doctor crouched before him, tending to a fresh bandage on his thigh. Grunts of pain escaped his lips as the doctor cleaned the wound.

Rosita narrowed her eyes, fighting the urge to say something because they hadn't noticed her.

“Um...on my way to get your medicine from the other room, I kind of saw your girlfriend
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