The Private Clinic

The Private Clinic

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Scattered memories and restless hours create the thin thread that connect Juliet and Casper, the once very close siblings. Juliet gets involved in a fatal car crash, almost ending her life but she is taken under the care of doctor Evan Clark, a skilled man determined to help Juliet recover in his private clinic. She can peacefully rest, heal and regain back her strength with his support and guidance. Casper seems lost in the absence of his sister. There are too many loose ends he wants to tie up, and with the people he meets on the way, he's set on finding answers. With every passing day, more unanswered questions fill the minds of Casper and Juliet - is everything taken care of, like doctor Clark states? The room is closing in on Juliet, and with nowhere to go, the feeling of being trapped creeps up on her more and more. . .
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She doesn't remember the sun. Her world has always been four walls and a locked door. No windows. No choices. No voice. The only time she was allowed to leave was when her pain meant saving her sister-or when she'd been "good enough" to earn it. They took her words early on. Beat them out of her until silence became survival. Then one night, everything changed A break-in. A gunshot. A breath of air colder than she'd ever felt. And suddenly, she was alone-left by a riverbank like forgotten trash. That's where he found her. Cruel. Cold. Powerful. A man with blood on his hands and no space for weakness. The kind of man other men fear: a mafia boss with no room for broken things. But he took her in. He doesn't know her story. Doesn't ask why she flinches when he raises his voice or why she can't speak. But for reasons he can't explain, he tries to fix what the world destroyed. She's silent. He's ruthless. And somehow, they both understand each other. Because sometimes the most shattered souls speak the loudest without saying a word.

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