In her dream, when Jason whipped her in the family hall, he hadn't held back. The pain was unbearable, sharp enough that she thought she might die.She thought of her father, her mother, and of Julian. It felt like she was begging him again—not to leave her behind.He seemed to be saying something, explaining something, but before she could hear it clearly, the shrill ring of her phone dragged her back to reality.Her lashes and clothes were damp with sweat. She blinked at the caller ID in a daze before answering, "Hello?"The moment she spoke, she realized her throat was raw, hoarse to the point of pain, burning as if on fire.On the other end came a warm, kindly voice. "Dr. Wilson! I'm Agatha! Do you remember me? Agatha Norwood. I once saw you at the clinic.""I remember. Did something happen?" Sydney asked."Oh my, what's wrong with your voice? Are you sick?" Agatha's worry was immediate.Sydney sniffled, her nose heavy. "Yeah, I caught a bit of a chill. Did you call because
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