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Liora's POV
The pillow underneath my head is softer than the one on the plane, making me realize my bed has been changed. My eyes flutter open, the first thing greeting me being the blinding lights in Evren's room—well, my room too.
“Ughh,” I groan, placing a hand over my eyes to shield them. Who the hell sleeps with the lights on? Although I slept more comfortably than I have in the past three days since Aunt's incident—
Oh my God. Aunt!
I jump out of bed, flinging the duvet carelessly to the side. My feet meet my slippers as I make haste toward the table in the corner to grab my purse and return to the hospital.
Damn, Liora. How could you be so stupid? Your aunt is fighting for her life, and you're here sleeping comfortably like life is a cloud. I am stupid.
And whoever put me
