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Chapter 91: A Heart Out Of Place

ผู้เขียน: Shirley South
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Bella's POV

I sat across from the woman Cole had hired. Dr. Elara Winslow, supposedly one of the best cognitive-memory rehabilitation specialists in the country, and while she was sitting across from me, I tried my best not to look as uncomfortable as I felt.

She had chosen for us to stay in a bright room for the session. A small recorder blinked red between us, the soft pulse taunting me. I shifted on the couch, tugging my sweater closed around my ribs.

“Alright, Bella,” she said softly, crossing one leg over the other. “Let’s begin where you left off. You mentioned feeling… disoriented waking up this morning?”

Disoriented. That was one word for it. Terrified was another.

I nodded slowly. “I—yes. I woke up from a dream. Or… memory. I’m not sure which.”

“Describe what you recall.”

I inhaled deeply, feeling my throat tighten. “I was… talking on the phone. I don’t know to whom. But I was angry. I kept saying the child was in their custody. And that they needed to stop calling me. That a
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