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Chapter 125: Midnight
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The air in the infirmary grew unbearably tense after the doctor’s announcement. Rosella’s heart raced, and her hands instinctively moved to cover her stomach as though shielding her unborn child from Marcus’s gaze.Marcus, for once, was at a loss for words. His lips parted, but no sound came out. The calm, smug mask he wore so effortlessly had crumbled, leaving behind a man visibly shaken.“You’re… pregnant,” he finally said, his voice low and uncertain.Rosella’s eyes narrowed, her voice laced with defiance. “Yes. But it’s not your concern”Her words snapped him out of his shock. His gaze darkened, and he took a deliberate step closer to her. “Not my concern?” His voice grew sharp. “You’re carrying a child while living under my roof, and you think it’s not my concern?”“I’m only here because you forced me!” she shot back, standing despite the pain in her arm. “Don’t act like you care.”Marcus’s expression hardened. “You don’t know what I care about,” he said coldly. “But let me make
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Blood spattered on the ground, pooling beneath the crumpled body of Rosella's mother. The sound of the gunshot still echoed in Rosella's ears, even as chaos erupted around her. Her body froze, rooted to the ground as the weight of her mother's falling figure pressed against her chest."No-No, no, no!" Rosella cried, catching her mother in her trembling arms. The air seemed to thicken, bullets zipping past her in the ensuing firefight. She didn't flinch.The world blurred, focusing solely on the woman bleeding out in her arms. ‘Why did she throw herself in front of me?’ Rosella’s mind was pinned on this thought. "Mom! Stay with me!" she screamed, shaking her gently. Blood seeped through her mother's dress, staining Rosella's hands and knees. "Please, don't close your eyes, don't do this to me!"Her mother's eyes fluttered open, her irises clouded with pain yet filled with a strange serenity. "Rosella..." Her voice was barely audible, a faint whisper under the chaos.Tears streamed d
