Nora’s POV The sounds of my sons’ voices filled my head, faint and worried. “Is mom going to be okay?” “I don’t know, Ash. I hope so.” “She has to be, Matt. She is our mom, she is strong and fearless.” My eyes fluttered open, and I groaned, feeling a sharp pain in my stomach. My shoulders hurt, my back hurt, and my chest hurt. There was hardly a body part that wasn’t aching, throbbing, or bruised, it was like I had been to hell and back. I jerked my head to my side, and I saw my sons sitting next to me on the bed, their faces pale and tear-stained. Matteo’s face was pale and drawn; his lower lip was split, and the line was drawn in clotted blood. He was the one who endured the most torture from Thomas because of his powers. I tried to get up, but pain throbbed and burned in my stomach, and Dr. Laura pushed me back gently. She smiled at me, but I could see the worry in her beautiful eyes. My heart fluttered at the sight of her. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that
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