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147. Caged!

Author: V J tells
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-29 23:09:49

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Lexie jolted upright, breath snagging in her throat as if she had just clawed her way out of a nightmare.

Her body ached in a dozen places she couldn’t name, and her skin was slick with sweat. The world around her swam in shades of sterile white and soft amber… curtains gently swayed at the windows, and the low hum of machines punctuated the silence.

She blinked, chest heaving, heart racing with terror, anticipation and confusion.

This wasn’t her room.

The air smelled of herbs and antiseptic, but she didn't remember anything that would have ended up with her near either of those things.

Her hands twitched and she looked down, IV lines threaded into her skin, tape pressed tightly across the crook of her elbow. And that's the moment her eyes landed on Jonas who was standing there, arms crossed, as if he jad been waiting for this very moment for ages.

His eyes were dark with exhaustion but sharp, calculating. And behind them… something else.

But Lexie didn't want to
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