Richard Or Larry (2)

Liana lay in her hospital bed, her body wracked with pain and her mind consumed by a torrent of anguish. The room felt suffocatingly small, the sterile walls closing in around her like a prison cell. Beside her, her maid hovered anxiously, her eyes filled with concern.

The air was heavy with the scent of antiseptic, a stark reminder of the sterile environment that surrounded her. But amidst the clinical coldness of the hospital room, Liana felt a fire burning within her, a fierce determination to uncover the truth that lay at the heart of her torment.

As she lay there, her thoughts swirling in a chaotic whirlwind, a sudden wave of agony washed over her, sending her gasping for breath. She doubled over in pain, clutching at her stomach as a searing pain ripped through her like a blade.

Her maid rushed to her side, her hands fluttering in a futile attempt to offer comfort. "Liana, what's wrong?" she cried, her voice tinged with panic.

But Liana could only moan in response, the pain rend
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