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'THE FOLLOWING DAY'

Carlos lay on the hospital bed, his eyes fixated on the drip hanging over his head, the slow drip of the IV liquid almost hypnotizing. His body ached, not just from the physical wounds but from the mental exhaustion that seemed to pile on with every passing day. The faint beeping of the heart monitor and the sterile smell of the hospital seemed distant as his mind wandered through the chaos that had become his life.

He stared at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. First, it was Cedric— Cedric and his relentless vendetta at work. What had started as petty office politics had escalated into a full on war, with Cedric rallying Alisha and some other board members against him. He could sense their disdain, the way they whispered in corners, their eyes always cold and calculating whenever they crossed paths. Carlos had dealt with corporate sharks before, but something about this felt more personal.

His brow furrowed as his mind drifted back further, to several months ago
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