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Chapter 41

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The light crept in like a trespasser, pale and guilty, slipping between the sheer curtains that lined the east wall of the penthouse. Savannah stirred under linen sheets that felt colder than they had the night before—though she couldn’t say why. Her mind was half-submerged in sleep, chest rising with breath that hadn’t yet found rhythm.

And then she saw it.

It sat innocently atop her pillow—clear, plastic, familiar. That cursed hospital bracelet.

Her name stared back at her in the same sterile blue ink from months ago. Savannah Cole. Patient No. 149327. Observation – Suicide Watch.

The room shrank. Her breath caught in her throat like a hook. She reached out, fingers trembling, and touched the band as if confirming it were real—its coldness, its flexibility, the way it folded in on itself like memory. Her pulse began to roar in her ears, a rising tide of rage and dread and the sickening twist of déjà vu.

She hadn’t seen it since the night she left the institution.

She glanced around
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