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Ronan In Coma
Adam’s POV “Get the pack doctor!” I screamed. My brother and I didn’t love ourselves, but Ronan was more than a brother to me. As I stared at his body, which was getting cold, memories of our past came rushing back. Tears streamed down my face as I remembered some of the sacrifices he had made to get me to the throne and even after that. “Please, Ronan… don’t leave me. H… how would I survive without you by my side?” He couldn’t speak or move. He just remained silent, with his eyes closed, and his lips sealed tight. Lilith had run out to get the doctor, so it was just us alone. I crossed my fingers with each other and put my hands on his chest. “One… two… three.” I applied pressure on his chest, blew some air into his mouth after, and repeated the process up to three times, but he di
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