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2024-10-29 19:42:56Hillary's POV
I woke up with an aching head and an exhausted body.
Where am i? I wondered as I stared around.
Ordinarily, I would have said I was in a majestic room, but with the drip stands and the hospital equipments around, I knew I was in some kind of home clinic.
I tried rising up despite my pounding head. "Damn!" I exclaimed as I recalled everything that had happened earlier.
"Maribel?" I said as I struggled to sit down.
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