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Chapter 42– Recovery Room

Author: Ij Gabriel
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-09 23:39:50

Naya felt like vomiting,

Naya woke to the sharp sting of antiseptic and the steady beep of a machine somewhere close. Her throat burned, dry and raw, and her chest felt heavy, like she’d swallowed smoke all over again.

The ceiling above her was plain white, the kind that buzzed faintly with bad fluorescent lights. She turned her head and winced and the world tilted. A nurse in pale blue scrubs loomed beside her bed, arms crossed.

“You’re awake,” the nurse said, not kindly.

“Lucky me,” Naya croaked, voice rasping.

The nurse’s mouth flattened. “You were reckless. You should have followed evacuation orders.”

“I didn’t choose to get trapped in a bathroom,” she snapped, though the words came out weaker than she wanted.

“Still.” The nurse made a note on her clipboard. “You put yourself and others at risk. And Mr. Cole—”

Naya’s head lifted slightly. “Zipper?”

The nurse’s frown deepened. “—Mr. Cole disobeyed direct orders to re-enter the building. His behavior was disruptive and dangerous. A
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