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Chapter 30

IRIS POV

I looked at the white ceiling. White the colour that can be changed to any colour by just adding a bit of colour in it. The colour that is put at last in any painting.

I have been in a hospital room many times but this time it was different because it wasn't me who was lying on the bed. It wasn't me who was in pain, it was Tristan.

Its been three days since the kidnapping and Tristan was still to wake up. I just had some stitches on my forehead and my cheek was swollen but other than that I am fine.

But in the case of Tristan the bullet entered his body from the back from the left side and grazed his heart. He is not in coma just that his body needs time to heal.

I looked around the room to find nothing interesting. Suddenly a nurse entered the room.

"When will he wake up? ", I asked the nurse.

"He will wake up an

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