pte

had no time to dwell on the metaphorica

ld have belonged to Sylvie. This was the backlash of the system's power; no med

o give me a private room, then l

g, "Are you sure it's okay to leave her like

ne the last two times. It's only this time, when saving you, tha

ed to take you out

a bitte

en him with guilt, and only reappeared once I had recovered. I never e

visited

ed. My waist ached as if it were being drilled into, and all my jo

and sometimes the pain was so

indness, constantly sending videos of Oliver to th

ily's hospital; the nur

fering had a

resta

na been discharged yet?

with her. She's as healthy as a horse. Sick? What a joke. Don't wo

a b

d Verena manage to win you over? She must

"She does, especially in b

ou're so b

as a precise

n tell if it was my heart

erced through

olded me for

tive woman who constantly stirred t

had no

Oliver would definit

m, I could

his world, my original body was

m, and having him accompany me on my birthda

depended

s, your body will die. I'll insert your memory chip into a

ten days. Once that scumbag spends you

ain lasted for t

, no one could tell t

ick me up, so I

ghts were dim, and the air was

th gourmet dishes, and cand

ting on his shoulder, the light reflecting off t

erished enga