Lilah's hand instinctively clutched the front of his shirt.
By the time the kiss broke, the buttons on Gabriel's shirt were barely hanging on.
He leaned back into his seat, casually picked up the glass of milk, and took a light sip.
Lilah kept her head down, quietly nibbling at her breakfast. She didn't even dare to glance at the milk anymore.
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Somewhere in a private hospital in Country C.
Lilah, dressed in her white coat, followed closely behind Dr. Harrison.
After passing through several layers of security, they were finally led into an opulent hospital room.
The second she stepped in and saw the woman on the hospital bed, Lilah's expression changed instantly.
The woman looked painfully frail, her face ghostly pale, thin tubes running everywhere to keep her
