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    Shelly’s devoted fans were quick to learn about her hospitalization, tracking her every move with almost religious zeal. Among them, the sasaeng fans—those obsessive stalkers—proved especially cunning, sniffing out her whereabouts like bloodhounds.


    Heidi’s heart raced when news of Shelly’s hospitalization reached her. She spun the knife in her hand, its de catching the dim light of her apartment. A low, chillingugh slipped from her throat. Shelly’s hospital stay was proof her revenge was working.


    How dare Shelly y her like a fool? The thought burned in Heidi’s mind, a fire stoked by months of resentment. Shelly should have known this day woulde.


    Determined to tighten the noose, Heidi fixated on her phone. The screen glowed with updates from the leader of Shelly’s fan group, a fervent organizer rallying supporters to swarm the hospital.


    Heidi’s sneer deepened as she murmured to herself, “Shelly’s sick, huh? As her loyal fan, how could I not pay a visit?”


    Inside the hospital’s quiet ward, Shelly lounged on her bed, scrolling through her phone with a calm that belied her surroundings. The faint hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead.


    Beside her, Lucy hunched over her own device, fingers flying across the screen. “Shelly, are you sure this will work?” Lucy’s voice trembled as she nced up, her brow furrowed with worry.


    She had just deliberately leaked Shelly’s room number to the fan group—a calcted move that still made her stomach churn.


    “What if they actually show up?” Lucy’s concern was evident.


    Shelly’s lips curved into a sly smile, her eyes never leaving her phone. “Rx, Lucy. The security here is top-notch. I’ve made arrangements—nobody gets in except Heidi Fuller.”


    Her thoughts sharpened like a de as she murmured, “Oh, Heidi, you think you’re clever, but I see right through you.”


    This time, Shelly vowed, she would end this threat for good. Her fingers tightened around her phone, a triumphant glint in her eyes.


    That night, Heidi slipped into the hospital, a shadow moving with purpose. A soft chuckle escaped her as she navigated the corridors.


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    Top-notch security? What a joke. She cast a nce at the dozing guard slumped at his post, his faint snores echoing down the hall. Emboldened, she strode into the inpatient wing, her steps silent on the polished floor.


    The hallways stretched before her, dimly lit, the rooms cloaked in darkness. Guided by the faint glow spilling from the corridor lights, Heidi found Shelly’s room.


    Her pulse quickened as she gripped the knife, its weight reassuring in her palm. She eased the door open, the hinges whispering in the quiet.


    To her surprise, Shelly sat upright on the bed, her face bathed in the ghostly glow of her phone screen. The pale light drained the color from her features, making her look almost spectral.


    Heidi froze, her breath catching. But the hesitation passed quickly—it saved her the trouble of waking her. She crept closer, her shadow stretching across the floor.


    Shelly had sensed Heidi’s presence the moment the door creaked open. She kept her eyes glued to her phone, feigning oblivion, her fingerszily swiping the screen.


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