Even in its calm, Kylan could detect the subtle exhaustion and bitterness lacing each word.
He glanced at his phone. It was eleven in the evening.
It was evident that a restful night was out of the question for Tyrone.
The following morning, Kylan returned to the ward.
He was greeted by a thick fog of smoke and a room turned upside-down.
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