Chapter Twenty-Seven

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Andrew quickly stood up, refusing to believe Franco. "Don't f*****g lie to me." He balled his hands into a fist, clenching his jaw. Franco's words were swimming around him. "You're lying. You're f*****g lying." Anisha was fine. She had just fainted, that was all. Anisha had to be fine. She was stressed or tired or just not feeling well and that was why she had fainted. That was all. There was nothing wrong with her. Andrew shook his head and instead turned to the doctor. "You?" He took a small step forward, confused as Sebastian nodded to him. "Yea. I'm Anisha's doctor." Sebastian shrugged, nonchalantly. He wanted to hurt Andrew. The image of Anisha's frail, pale face, her bony hands and wires all around her was still fresh. "And first lover." He raised his eyebrow, smirking at And

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