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CHAPTER 49—BROKEN

Author: Laura Kay
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-14 23:24:20

The first thing Diane felt was weight.

Not pain—not yet—but a heaviness pressing down on her body, like sleep had wrapped her in chains and refused to let go. Her lashes fluttered once… twice… and then slowly, light seeped in, dull and unfamiliar.

White.

Everything was white.

The ceiling above her was too clean, too bright, and it made her squint. Her throat felt dry, like she had been screaming for hours without a sound coming out. When she tried to move, even slightly, a sharp ache ran through her leg, stealing the breath from her chest.

She gasped.

The sound came out weak, broken.

Immediately, a voice moved close.

“Diane…?”

Soft. Familiar. Trembling.

Her eyes shifted, struggling to focus, until the blur beside her bed formed into a face she knew better than her own.

“Maya…”

Her voice cracked saying it.

Maya was sitting right beside the bed, curled forward in the chair like she hadn’t moved in hours. Her hair was pulled back carelessly, her eyes red and swollen, dark circles sitting
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