The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 809

The agonizing pain and extreme dizziness from massive blood loss kept crashing over him, distorting the scene like he was staring through rushing water.

*...It has to be an illusion...*

Why would Leilani be here? It was just a hallucination born from the pain. She hated his family. She would probably throw a party seeing him in this state. Why would she be in an operating room trying to save his life?

He tried to shake the absurd thought, but something about those eyes pulled at the frayed edges of his mind.

His chapped lips parted. A barely audible, breathless whisper escaped him.

"...Leilani..."

It was a fragile sound, instantly drowned out by the harsh clatter of surgical tools and the relentless beeping of the heart monitor. No one heard him.

He forced his eyes to track the figure, desperate to solidify the blurry image into her face, to know for sure.

But his body had nothing left to give. The suffocating darkness surged back, drowning him completely. The brief window of consciousness slammed shut, and Milford slipped into a profound, terrifying coma.

But it hadn't been an illusion.

When Yvonne followed the ambulance to the hospital, Leilani and Callahan were already there waiting.

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