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33. The weight of a promise

  • 13 May, 2025

RUDRANSH

Time had blurred into an endless stretch of darkness, the sterile scent of the hospital mixing with the weight in my chest. It had been hours-two, four, maybe five-since she had been wheeled into surgery. Since then, I had not moved from my place outside the ICU.

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