Inside the hospital room of Star City's First People's Hospital
Eclipse Rocelyn lay quietly on the bed, her flawless, pale face devoid of emotion.
Her dark, piercing eyes held a cold, detached intensity, and her lips curled ever so slightly into a faint, almost bitter smile.
The doctor carefully wrapped a splint and bandage around Eclipse's arm, then offered her a serious warning, "For the next seven days, avoid water and any big movements. Your body was already fragile, and now it's even worse. You need to be very cautious. Do you understand?"
Eclipse's smile didn't waver as she nodded. "I understand."
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from her forehead before filling out some notes on the medical record.
She had just stepped out of the room when a tall figure in dark clothes passed by her.
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