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CHAPTER 6
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2026-03-04 19:53:12Eliza's POV
I woke to gray light filtering through unfamiliar curtains.For one suspended second, my brain offered me the old script: Scott's beside you. Coffee's brewing. Anniversary dinner tonight. Then the memories crashed in like water through a broken dam. The office door. Chloe's laugh. The medical records. Adam's car. Scott's face in the street last night, telling me our love story was written as a con.I sat up too fast. The room spun.White walls.
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