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Sierra Morgan: The Don’s Bride Chapter 114: Charlotte's Secret
The sterile scent of the hospital room hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the precarious situation. Dominic sat vigil by Charlotte's bedside, his face etched with worry. She was sleeping fitfully, hooked up to monitors, the rhythmic beeping a constant counterpoint to the anxieties swirling in his mind.Sierra watched him from the doorway, her heart aching. She knew she had to tell him the truth about Charlotte, but the timing always seemed wrong. Every time she tried, something would happen – a crisis, an interruption, or Charlotte's expertly timed displays of vulnerability.Enzo materialized beside her, his expression grim. "Don Dominic," he murmured, his voice low, "I need to speak with you. It's urgent."Dominic looked up, his brow furrowed. "What is it, Enzo? Can't it wait? Charlotte needs me.""No, Don Dominic," Enzo insisted, his voice firm. "It can't wait. It concerns Charlotte."Dominic's eyes narrowed. He glanced at Charlotte, then back at Enzo, a flicker of suspic
