Chapter 415
Author: Youngblood
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The hospital room was quiet, the steady beep of monitors the only sound breaking the stillness. Steven sat propped against pillows, his color better than it had been in weeks, his eyes clear and focused.

Susan sat in the chair beside his bed, a book open in her lap that she hadn't turned a page of in twenty minutes.

They had been talking for hours, about the past, about the present, about the anniversary party happening at the estate that they both knew they couldn't attend.

The news had reac
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