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    “Martin is…” I started to exin, but before I could finish, the door to the operating room swung open with a creak. A doctor stepped out, his face grave. “Miss Nixon’s condition is critical. We urgently need some specific medications that the hospital doesn’t have.”


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    The princes’ attention shifted to the doctor in an instant, like arrows finding their mark.


    “What should we do, Doc? Don’t hold back, just tell us,” Bryan’s voice rumbled deeply as he brushed past me, heading toward the doctor. “As long as it saves Evelyn, that’s all that matters.”


    yton and Dominic followed, both ignoring my presence as they quickly approached the doctor.


    The doctor’s face was grave, and his words tumbled out quickly. “We need to get that medication from other hospitals, and fast. Time is of the essence—if we don’t act now, her condition could take a deadly turn.”


    The princes exchanged nces, their resolve hardening. In near-perfect unison, they dered, “We’ll go right now.” Without another word, they turned and began to leave.


    A wave of panic flooded me, and before I could stop myself, I reached out to grasp the hem of Dominic’s coat, the closest to me.


    “Your Highness,” my voice faltered as I struggled to find the words. I wanted to tell them about Martin’s disappearance. But Dominic’s brow furrowed, his tone as sharp as a de. “What are you doing? This is an emergency. Evelyn is undergoing surgery, and that needs our focus right now. Don’t be unreasonable.”


    His words hit me like a p, a cold wave of reality crashing over me, leaving me stunned and shivering inside.


    Bryan’s voice was thick with exhaustion. “Whatever it is, wait until we return. Even if you don’t like Evelyn, it’s still a human life. If you keep blocking us, you’re crossing a line.”


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    yton stepped forward, his hand gentle on mine as he spoke softly. “Makenna, please. Be patient. After this, we’ll talk about your concerns.”


    And with that, they turned, their backs to me, as they strode off without a second nce.


    Watching them walk away, a chill settled deep within me. There was no use in trying to get their help now. I slowly made my way back to my house, feeling more powerless than ever.


    As soon as I opened the door, Alice burst in, her face tight with worry. “Bad news! Something’s wrong!”


    Summoning what little strength I had left, I asked weakly, “What happened?”


    “Amon’s been taken out of the pce by Prince Bryan. I don’t know what they’re nning,” Alice said, stomping her foot in frustration.


    I let out a dry, hollowugh, feeling foolish. “They’re getting medicine for Evelyn. Right now, in their eyes, only Evelyn’s situation matters…”


    Alice’s eyes widened with disbelief. “What? How could they—”


    My gaze drifted emptily as I spoke, my voice tinged with sadness. “I wanted to ask them to help find Martin, but they couldn’t spare a thought for me. They werepletely consumed by Evelyn’s condition. They even used me of being unreasonable…”


    Alice was furious on my behalf. “How could they do that? That’s just too much!”


    I lowered my head, swallowing the lump in my throat. “It’s not the time to focus on that. The important thing is to find Martin.”


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