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... iciously quiet, broken only by the rhythmic beeping of machines and the hurried whispers of nurses down the sterile hallways.
The smell of antiseptic clung to the air, sharp and suffocating, as Callian sat hunched in the waiting room, his bloodied hands trembling in his lap.
Elias stood nearby, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed tightly over his chest as though trying to hold himself together.
His jaw was set, his eyes hard, but the cracks in his composure were cl ...
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