Karina was more than willing to rest. It had been a while since she felt this exhausted, the kind of tiredness that made her want to stay still for days.

After grabbing a cup of instant noodles from the cupboard and finishing it off, she took a quick shower and climbed into bed, ready to sleep for as long as her body needed.

But just as she was drifting off, loud knocks on her door startled her awake. The banging grew louder and more insistent.

At first, she thought it might be a delivery, but when she opened the door, she was greeted by the sight of Kieran sitting in a wheelchair. Instantly alert, her first instinct was to slam the door shut.

"Karina, is that it? You see me and don't even want to say a word?" Kieran's hand shot out to block the door.

He was strong. No matter how hard Karina pushed with all her might, she couldn't close the door. Her resistance only seemed to fuel his anger.

Grabbing her wrist tightly, Kieran said, "I'm here to talk, that's all. Let me in, and we can have a proper conversation."

naive. Letting him in would be easy, but getting

turned cold. "There's nothing

sick," Kieran blurted, his tone urgent. "He was just discharged last night. I came here to tell you so we can

this would soften her resolve, that she would relent and

hesitated. But then the memories of everything they had done to her

cent I owed. If Dad's unwell, you should be the one taking care of

excuse to keep her trapped there again. She had worked so hard to

Karina suddenly

slammed the door shut as fast

the pounding on the door resumed

now!" Kieran shouted, his

that if she didn't respond,

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