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Chapter 121, Years Of Guilt.
Author: Leena Mustafa
last update2025-06-24 06:17:39

The first thing that Ali was aware of when he woke up was the sterile, antiseptic smell, then he felt a terrible headache, he felt a dull, throbbing ache radiating from his temple, pulsing in time with the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor beside his bed. His eyelids felt heavy, as if weighted down by sandbags, but he forced them open, blinking against the harsh fluorescent lights overhead.

Dr. Nabil’s face swam into view, his features sharpening as Ali’s vision adjusted. The doctor’s silver-framed glasses reflected the cold glow of the medical equipment, and his expression was one of quiet relief.

"Welcome back, Ali," Dr. Nabil said, his voice calm but firm. He reached for a small penlight and shone it into Ali’s eyes, checking his pupil response. "How are you feeling?"

Ali’s mouth was dry, his tongue thick and sluggish. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse croak. Dr. Nabil immediately lifted a plastic cup of water to his lips, supporting the back of his he
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