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While the ringtone droned, he stared at the blizzard curling beyond the glass, stomach knotting with dread.
He knew he could never repay the mountain of debt. Cecilia was the one future he could still afford.
The thought tasted of shame, yet no other nlived in his thoughts.
Across town, Cecilia glanced at the unfamiliar number. The strange prefix told her it was Magnus.
Her private line was airtight. Unknown callers simply didn't exist unless they were family.
Besides Magnus, she knew no one in that dusty county code.
She pressed mute and let the phone pulse in silence.
The ringtone died again. Magnus redialed, brows knitting. "Why isn't she picking up? Did she change numbers?"
he muttered.
He blew out a white breath. "Looks like I'll have to risk a trip back to Tudela."
The New Year was only days away. Magnus convinced himself that holiday sentiment would loosen Cecilia's
purse strings and drag him out of this mess.
Back inside the ward, he shut the door.
Denise looked up, worry creasing her brow. "So, this plan of yours, what is it? You're not about to do anything
stupid, are you?"
"Of course not," Magnus said, shaking his head.
"But where are you getting that kind of cash?" Denise pressed, relentless as ever.
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Magnus sighed but chose honesty. "I'll ask my sister. She's loaded. What | owe is pocket change to her."
At Cecilia's name, color drained from Denise's face. She stared at the wall, lips sealed.
A heavy stillness seeped into the room.
Even carefree Magnus felt the sudden chill.
He lowered his voice. "Denise, what's wrong? Think I'll head back to Tudela, get rich, and forget you?" He tried to
make it sound like a joke.
Denise's gaze turned to ice. "I thought you'd changed. Clearly, you haven't. Why keep acting like a parasite?"
Parasite? The word slapped him. Had anyone else said it, he would have fired back, maybe even swung a fist.
Yet, it was Denise who stood in front of him. She was a living reminder of every line he had just crossed.
Heat surged beneath Magnus’ skin. His cheeks blazed, the shso fierce it felt as if someone had pressed a
branding iron against his face.
"I" The word snagged in his throat, nothing but a jagged whisper and a heartbeat of silence.
"Leeching money from your sister, who, let's be clear, shares not one drop of blood with you, makes it
obvious our values don't matchet
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