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Chapter 82

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Savannah stood motionless in the corridor of the private med-center, watching the glass doors close behind the nurse wheeling Eva inside. Everything in her body screamed to follow, to cradle her daughter, to pretend this was just a flu, a fever, something fleeting. But her instincts told her otherwise. Something in Eva’s body—no, her blood—wasn’t just malfunctioning. It was engineered.

“Do you trust them?” Colton asked, quietly. He hadn’t let go of her hand since they arrived, and now his fingers clenched tighter, as if trying to read her pulse.

“No,” she whispered. “But I’m out of options.”

They had tried every pediatric specialist in New York. What had started as Eva drawing ‘imaginary friends’ had quickly turned into her speaking to unseen companions in languages Savannah didn’t know—ancient codes, fragments of Latin, words like “reticulin” and “helix field modulation.”

And then… the seizures began.

The blood test results had come in that morning. The markers had been there all alo
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