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Chapter 41: The Memory Cocktail

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POV: Evans

I watched Hailey sitting on the cold floor of the secret basement, staring at Nancy’s glass chamber. Her face was blank, like someone had erased all the color and life from it. She looked completely broken, and it was all my fault.

I knew I had failed. I had promised Hailey no more lies, but in that moment, seeing her total devastation, I knew the full truth was too heavy for her. It made her weak, and right now, weakness was deadly. Dr. Frost and Valarie were closing in. Hailey coul
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