DEBBY’S POV__________________________________The hospital room felt like a cage, the sterile walls pressing in as my heart thundered in my chest. My skin buzzed, sharper than it should’ve been, catching every creak of the floor, every whisper of air from the vents. The bite—Levin’s call, Jerry’s plea—had ripped me from the void, but it left something behind, something clawing at the edges of my mind. I sat on the bed, gripping the sheets, Jerry’s hand still in mine, his eyes wide with relief but flickering red. Levin stood by the door, talking low with Elias, their voices a hum I could pick apart too easily. Sasha hovered near Jerry, her gaze darting between us, like she was waiting for me to snap.“Mom, you okay?” Jerry’s voice was soft, but it trembled. “You were out for so long. I thought—”“I’m here,” I said, squeezing his hand, my voice rough from disuse. “I heard you, Jerry. In the dark. You and Sasha, fighting. I saw it all.”His face twisted, guilt flashing. “The warehouse—D
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