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Rage into desire

Author: E. Dahlia
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-25 14:27:15

Jocelyn’s POV

“How are you feeling now, babe?” Nancy asked, caressing my face, her expression sullen.

“I feel good already and can't wait to be discharged,” I said, and she sighed. “I'm honestly fine, Nancy. You don't have to beat yourself up over nothing.”

“This isn't nothing, Josie,” Nancy argued, shaking her head in negation. “What if that jerk wasn't around to help?”

“But he was and nothing bad happened,” I countered softly. “It's all in the past now. Let's just focus on the positive side, alright?”

Heaving a huge sigh, Nancy nodded. “Alright, Josie.”

Just then, a knock came on the door followed by Henry's heartwarming giggles.

“They are back from the canteen,” I uttered, as the door creaked open and Damien walked in, holding Henry 's hand.

On seeing me, Henry's smile widened. “Mummy!”

Making grabby hands at him, I smiled back. “Welcome back, my love. What did you eat?”

“Mr Damien and I had rice with buffalo stew,” He explained, sitting on the empty part of my bed. “And it taste
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