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Chapter 90
Lyra's POV I stood there frozen as Alice’s words echoed in my mind, each one cutting deeper than the last. The air in the hospital room felt suffocating, thick with tension and fear. I could barely breathe, and my thoughts were spinning in a whirlwind of guilt, confusion, and sorrow. James lay there, still as stone, while the machines beeped rhythmically, a cruel reminder that his life now hung by a thread. I glanced at James one last time, feeling a pang of regret that burned deep inside. But before I could say anything, Alice stormed back into the room, her eyes flashing with anger, her voice cold and unyielding. "You," she snarled, pointing a trembling finger at me. "Get out. I don’t ever want to see you near my brother again." I blinked in shock, taking a step back. "Alice, I" "Le
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