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    His words cast a chill over the room, dampening the warmth that had just begun to spread. My face flushed again, and I shot Dominic a furious look. “Enough! You’re saying nonsense!”


    He just snorted dismissively and held his tongue.


    “Enough of that nonsense,” yton chided Dominic, his brow furrowing with irritation. He turned to me and gently took my hand with a look of remorse. “Makenna, I’m sorry you had to endure such suffering.”


    His apology, however, seemed to aggravate Bryan and Dominic. The lightness in Bryan’s demeanor disappeared and was reced by a scowl. He retorted sharply, “Suffering? What do you mean by that? Such an interesting choice of words.”


    yton’s gaze hardened as he turned toward Bryan and replied sarcastically, “If it’s against her will, doesn’t that count as suffering?”


    Bryan’s frown deepened, and he shot back defiantly, “If you were more capable, she wouldn’t have had to resort to desperate measures.”


    “Even though I don’t like Bryan, he’s right,” Dominic said with arms crossed, looking at yton with disdain. “You should mind your own business.”


    Feeling the tension escting among them, I quickly intervened. “Alright, alright…”


    It took quite an effort, but I eventually managed to disperse the trio of troublesome princes. They seemed only to know how to make my life difficult every single day!


    As soon as they were gone, I was about to start clearing the scattered remnants on the table when I heard quick footsteps drawing near. I looked up to see Aliceing in. Her gaze immediately fell on the leftover feast, and she frowned.


    “Makenna, how could you host a feast and not invite me? That’s not fair!”


    I shrugged as I continued cleaning up. “It wasn’t just for me. It was for the princes, and I couldn’t just invite you on a whim.”


    Alice dramatically took a step back. “Well, maybe it’s for the best. I’d rather stay clear of those princes.”


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    Seeing her antics, I burst outughing. “You look so terrified!”


    Alice helped me clear away the lunch things, making light conversation as we worked. “Last night, I had a stomachache and ended up at the hospital. You won’t believe what I saw—loads of new power generators.”


    Power generators? Why would the hospital need so many?


    Noticing my puzzled look, Alice rified, “Apparently, there was a short power outage at the hospital on the day you gave birth. It onlysted about a minute.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    The hospital had a power outage?


    My eyes widened in disbelief as I grasped Alice’s arm, pressing her for information. “Alice, do you have any idea what happened that day? What about the generators and the power outage…”


    Caught off guard by my sudden grip, Alice shook her head and admitted, “That’s all I know; I really don’t have any other information.”


    My heart grew heavy as I listened to her response. I had this nagging feeling that there was more to the situation—it couldn’t just be a simple outage.


    Noticing my concerned look, a hint of worry shed in Alice’s eyes as she cautiously asked, “Do you… do you think this could be rted to your childbirth?”


    I sighed softly and replied in a low voice, “I’m not sure, it’s just… something feels wrong here.”


    I hesitated, momentarily overwhelmed by the distressing memory. After a moment, I went on, “On that day in the delivery room, I watched as the baby was delivered, clearly very healthy, with the medical team acting normal. But suddenly, I cked out, and upon regaining consciousness…”


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