CHAPTER 23 Burned Bridges

ANTHONY'S POV

Suzan and I walked in silence down the hospital corridor. The sharp scent of antiseptic filled my nose, irritating the hell out of me. I hated hospitals—the cold sterility, the quiet hum of machines, the distant murmurs of doctors discussing cases. But I couldn't leave. Not yet. No...

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