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CHAPTER 39

Vanya's POV

My head throbbed, a dull ache that pounded against my temples as the door to the hospital room creaked open a little then closed again. The scent that still wafted in was unmistakable—Cian.

My pulse quickened as he turned back again to face me, but I remained outwardly calm, narrowing my eyes back to the man who had now refused to leave my room.

Cian stood here, tall and imposing. He now wore an expression of barely contained anger, the kind I knew all too well.

“It seems you're still less than pleased to see me” he remarked, his voice cold, yet with an underlying tension that made my fists clenched under the sheets.

“That's an understatement” I snapped, barely able to restrain myself from launching into a full-blown tirade. I didn't have the energy to pretend around him anymore. “What the hell do you want again Cian?”

“There's something I think you should know and this is just so you know I'm not joking” he said with a mischievous smile, my insides twisting at
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