MasukI meet him halfway. âHow is she? Really?âHe gives me a measured look, then glances toward the window. âSheâs very lucky,â he says simply. âComing out of a coma after two days without severe complications is a good sign. Her vitals are improving steadily. But sheâll be weak and maybe in pain.âI swa
All the evidence points to Brook, but I canât hand her name over to the police. I canât. Chloe left me to protect her and Iâll do that until I have solid proof that itâs her. Only then. Only when I have concrete proof that sheâs the one that tried to kill Sierra will I hand her over to the police. U
I watch the two officers as they approach us. I had someone dig into their background, and there seems to be nothing out of the ordinary.After what happened to mom. Irisâs Dad pretending to be a cop in order to get close to her and take her out, I couldnât take the risk.Heâs changed, and Iris visi
âNoah,â He says softly, setting down a small bouquet of pink roses, which Iâve come to learn are her favorite, on the chair beside me. âHow is she?ââStill unconscious.âHe nods, his eyes moving to the window, to the pale figure lying motionless beyond the glass. âShe looks fragile.ââShe is,â I say
I havenât left this hallway in two days. Itâs The same white walls. The same hum of machines behind the glass. The same antiseptic stench clinging to my clothes.Iâve counted every flicker on the heart monitor. Every rise and fall on the graph that tells me Sierraâs still here. Iâve memorized that s
âSheâs a problem,â I mutter under my breath. âShe shouldnât even exist in my equation.ââThen let her breathe for now,â the second woman replies, walking toward me. Her voice is like ice sliding beneath the skin. âYouâll get another chance. But not if you draw attention. Weâve already failed twice.







