Eloise The beeping from the IV machine was soft, rhythmic, and slightly annoying. But it was the only sound I could focus on. Not the birds chirping outside the window. Or the muted buzz of hospital chatter in the hallway. Just the IV. Just that tiny, robotic reminder that I was still tethered to something. Healing, apparently. But it didn’t feel like healing. Not really. My back was propped against two stiff pillows, hospital gown itching my collarbone, and a dull ache throbbed somewhere beneath the stitches on my lower stomach. I’d stopped asking the nurses for painkillers. I wanted to feel everything now. The discomfort grounded me. I heard the door open before I saw him. My fingers tensed slightly against the cotton sheet. “Eloise,” my father said. His voice was steady and firm. Not like the last time. Not when he raised it across this very room in front of Jadeline and Jennifer. Not when he accused me of overreacting, of making a scene. “Hi,” I said simply, not moving to s
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