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Chapter 38

Author: Nakshathra
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I walked out of the hospital with a heavy heart, the weight of everything pressing down on me. My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to keep moving. The time was ticking away, each second bringing me closer to whatever Aiden had planned, and I had to do something. Anything.

The police station was my first stop. It had to be. If I could get the police involved—really involved—maybe I could turn the tide. Maybe I could expose Aiden for the monster he was and end this nightmare once and for all.

When I arrived, the station was bustling with officers and civilians, the air thick with the sound of ringing phones and the clatter of keyboards. But as I walked up to the front desk, it felt like I was stepping into a void. The world narrowed to a single point of focus: the officer behind the desk.

"I need to file a complaint," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "It's urgent."

The officer, a middle-aged man with a thick mustache, looked up at me with mild interest. "What's the nature of
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