Third Person POV“I am sorry, child.” The words echoed in her ears. White lights. A hospital room. A new face. A new identity. They swirled before her eyes like fragments of a broken reel.The world slipped away, leaving her numb and hollow.“Sanjana—!” She jerked violently.“Samantha! Wake up!” Her eyes flew open as hands gripped her shoulders. Harsh white light replaced the ceiling she had been staring at. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air.“You were screaming,” Hannah said, fear etched across her face. “You kept saying his name.”Samantha turned her face away, her heart pounding.Liam.Flashback EndsThe Following MorningAt breakfast, Samantha sat quietly, absently stirring her juice when Uncle Henry entered.“Good morning, Sam. How are you feeling today?” He pulled out a chair and sat down, lifting his glass of juice.“Good morning, Uncle. Is there something you want to say?” She asked, taking a bite of toast.“Yes.” He slid an envelope toward her. “I received an invitation
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