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Giselle walked out of the archive room. Her breathing was still uneven, her mind in chaos, and her heart pounded as if she had just run a marathon.

Her hands still trembled slightly, but what shook her the most were Leon’s final words — the ones she had waited seven years to hear in silence.

She turned toward the long corridor that had grown quiet.

“No,” she whispered softly, “I can’t let everything end just like that.”

Without thinking twice, Giselle started running. Her footsteps echoed across the polished hospital floor, while several nurses turned to look in surprise at the young doctor sprinting with a worried expression.

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