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THE WAITING GAME -2
ALEX POV As the minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, the waiting room was thick with silence, punctuated only by the distant beeping of medical equipment and the occasional murmur of worried voices. My thoughts raced, consumed by worry for Paolo and Mr. Greenie. I glanced at Alice, who sat with her head in her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly. The weight of the situation seemed almost unbearable. At that moment, a nurse in her mid-forties walked by, her expression a mask of professional detachment. Feeling a mixture of guilt and resolve, I approached her. “Excuse me,” I said, my voice tight with concern. “Could you please check on Alice? She’s been through a lot today.” The nurse raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking between me and Alice. “She looks fine to me. Alpha
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