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    When I didn’t respond, Lily asked cautiously, “Makenna, why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something?”


    To keep her suspicion at bay, I offered her a smile and replied casually, “Nothing major, just remembered something. By the way, Lily, your chicken soup was fantastic. Could you whip up another batch tomorrow?”


    Her face brightened with surprise and delight, as if I had just handed her a bouquet. “Of course! It would be my pleasure.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    When I stepped back into the ward, darkness enveloped me. After the rollercoaster of the day, an unexpected calm washed over me. The anxiety that had once gripped me melted away. Lying in bed, I gently caressed my slightly swollen belly, feeling the baby stir within me and genuinely anticipating the arrival of this child. Tonight held no fear, no anxiety. I surrendered to a deep, long-awaited sleep and didn’t stir for the entire night.


    The next afternoon, Lily arrived promptly at the door with the soup. Seated at the hospital table, I watched her bustling figure, grappling with the question of why she would want to harm me. We had once been such good friends! Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed when Lily set the chicken soup before me, her tone filled with concern.


    “Come on, eat while it’s hot. It’s good for your recovery.”


    I picked up the bowl, my gaze lingering on her face for a moment. I decided to give her onest chance toe clean.


    “Lily, what have you been up totely? Have you run into any trouble? If something’s bothering you, please tell me—don’t keep it all inside, okay?”


    My voice was gentle, but a tinge of sadness flickered in my eyes.


    At my question, Lily’s eyes darted for a moment, surprise shing across her features, but she quickly regained herposure and replied casually, “Makenna, I’ve been home all this time. Everything’s been pretty normal.”


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    I nodded, my heart sinking as thest glimmer of hope shattered. It seemed Lily was set on harming me. I studied her familiar yet now unsettling face and said, “Lily, you know I’ve always regarded you as a friend. If you’re in any kind of trouble, you cane to me, and I’ll help you.”


    Her surprise was evident, and she nodded quickly, urging, “Oh, Makenna, just eat the soup before it gets cold.”


    In that moment, thest remnants of reluctance faded away, reced by a chill of indifference. I gave a cold smile, my voice steady.


    “Lily, I’ve given you a chance. Don’t me me for being ruthless.”


    With that, I pped my hands, and the ward door swung open. Amon entered with a team of people, the atmosphere thickening with tension. Lily jumped, her eyes wide with confusion.


    “What’s going on? Makenna, what do you mean?”


    I sneered, turning to Amon. “Amon, this bowl of chicken soup has been drugged. The person responsible is Lily. Take it for testing; the results will speak for themselves.”


    Lily’s expression shifted dramatically, her voice turning sharp and hysterical. “Impossible! Makenna, why are you framing me? What did I do wrong?”


    “Enough! Lily, stop pretending!” I interrupted coldly, enunciating each word. “The chicken soup you sent before has already been tested; the results showed that it contained toxic substances that could cause a miscarriage. And this bowl is probably the same, isn’t it?”


    I locked eyes with Lily, offering her no escape.


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