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AM I TOO SEXY?

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-13 04:02:17

MARIANNE

I quickly dashed toward the door, slipping my mask back over my face and tucking the syringe into Troy’s pocket. My pulse pounded in my ears, but I forced myself to stay calm. We moved in sync, walking out of the ward together. As we took a few steps away, I heard the faint sound of footsteps. The doctor was entering Britney’s room. Troy leaned close and whispered, "Run."

Without hesitation, we bolted down the hallway. Adrenaline surged through my veins, pushing my legs faster. When we reached the room where I’d changed, I glanced at Troy.

"Go," I urged, my voice steady. "Wait for me in the car. I’ll be out in a minute."

He hesitated, his eyes searching mine for any sign of uncertainty. But he knew me too well by now. Reluctantly, he shrugged off the lab coat and mask, leaving them in a heap before disappearing down the hall.

I took a moment to gather myself, stripping off the nurse uniform and replacing it with my own clothes. My fingers trembled as I let my hair
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Makims Owai Bonomi
I know something will spark between them soon I just know it I can feel it too
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Gracegold Daniel Bassey
That was close. Good for Britney. Sweet revenge!
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reneewalker981
Marianne is slowly trusting Troy and that's a good start if they're going to fall in love
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