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111Brianna Pounds“No, no, no, Gareth, that can't be possible. I was stabbed, yes, I'm fully aware of that much. I lost consciousness. But I was still pregnant. Another doctor told me my baby was perfectly fine prior to all of this. And I'm awake now, nine months later. My baby should be somewhere in this hospital, in an incubator, waiting for me.”“Mrs. Pounds,” he called out softly.I stared at him through the hazy, panicked fog of my own mind. Gareth’s eyes shifted, his professional mask locking into place, his face dead serious.“Months ago, way before any of this happened, way before you were rushed into this unit with stab wounds, your baby was already dead.”“What?” I scoffed, shaking my head.Had he completely lost his memory while I was the one stuck in a coma all this time? What the hell was he even talking about?“You can't be serious. What do you mean my…”“Mrs. Pounds.” He leaned in closer. “Listen to me very carefully. Please.”Gareth bored his eyes into mine. I was lis

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112Brianna PoundsLess than twenty-four hours ago.“They're all outside, talking,” Dr. Gareth told me.“All of them?” I asked.“Yeah. Seems like they're having a bit of an argument out there. There's a woman with a child too.”My brows furrowed. “A woman with a child?”“The Harrington family is introducing her to their son. It looks like they already know each other.”Was Nicodemo moving on? So easily, after all the grand drama he had just acted out at my bedside? The performance had almost brought tears to my eyes, but I knew better than to trust him now.“Oh. Maybe he's moving on,” I said, voicing my thoughts out loud.Dr. Gareth looked down at me. “It definitely seems like it.”I refused to sit here and wallow in sadness. “So, what happens from here? How do these things usually work?”“Well, they're still lingering out there, so we can't really make any moves yet. Usually, loved ones ask to spend a little more time alone with the body. After that, the deceased is taken to a privat

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113Brianna PoundsAfter crossing past about four separate hospital rooms, I realized I couldn't accurately pinpoint which one he had actually gone into.Standing there in the middle of the corridor, I felt incredibly stupid. Beyond stupid, honestly. I was completely barefoot, wearing nothing but hospital socks and a thin patient gown, with absolutely no idea what my own face even looked like right now. I had been unconscious for months on end. For all I knew, I could be completely pale and look like a total ghost.Desperate for answers, I pressed my ear flat against the wood of the first door. This was a total breach of privacy. What the hell was wrong with me?He wasn't in that one. He wasn't in the next one either. I doubled back to a previous door, leaning my ear against the hard wood, and I thought I caught the faint trace of a sound.It was tiny, almost imperceptible.“Why is it so quiet?” I murmured to myself. “I can't hear a single thing.”Suddenly, the sharp click of the door

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114Nicodemo Harrington“Brianna?” I gasped.I couldn't believe my own eyes. There was absolutely no way the sight before me, the woman standing at the far end of the ballroom, was Brianna Pounds.Looking around at the staff, I barked a command. “Turn the fucking lights on.”“No need,” she said. That was really her voice. Her voice. Her fucking voice. “It's me. It's really me, Brianna.”“What the hell?”“Surprise, surprise, surprise,” she punctuated, taking slow, deliberate strides into the lighter part of the room.How was this even possible?My wide eyes and open mouth darted to Dad first, then over to Mom. They both had the exact same expression of pure shock as me.“What is going on here? How is this possible?” Dad asked, looking at me as if I actually had an answer for him.Even Jeremy stood there with his eyes wide, looking more in admiration as Brianna came closer to us.She hadn't changed a bit. Her hair, her face, her body, everything was still as breathtakingly beautiful as

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115Brianna PoundsWhat the hell does he even mean by asking if I was real? Did I look unreal to him?I coughed, clearing my throat right into the silence. “Anyone here who cannot see me, please raise your glass?” I raised my hand in a mocking gesture, my eyes sweeping over the crowd.Nobody moved. Absolutely no one raised a glass. Looking Nicodemo straight in the eyes, I asked, “Is that proof enough for you?”He just stared back at me as if I had completely lost my mind. My gaze wandered over to his left side, landing on Mrs. Harrington. Then further left, to Mr. Harrington.They were celebrating their son's betrayal, huh. They must have been living the absolute dream ever since my tragedy struck. Looking at their wide eyes and jaws that I could literally pick up off the floor, they must be reeling from the sudden reality check: their hated daughter-in-law is alive.Their hated daughter-in-law is back. Not that I actually cared about being back in this room. It wasn't like I fought t

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116Brianna PoundsBack at the hospital, right after Zeus had physically thrown me out of his room, I hurried straight back to my own. While Dr. Gareth still had various rounds to finish across the floor, I practically begged him to stick around for a little while longer. I needed him to manage my parents, pretend he had the entire corpse transfer completely under control, and buy me enough time to ask him the questions burning in my mind.“Gareth, can I ask you something?” I called out.He was standing guard by the door, while I sat propped up on the edge of the mattress. “Sure.”“You know Zeus, right?”“Zeus Sterling?”I nodded quickly. “Yes, Zeus. I think that's him.” I didn't actually know if it was the right Zeus since I had no clue if Sterling was his real last name, but it made perfect sense. I had seen him roaming these exact hallways before, and now here he was again.“Yes, I know him,” Gareth said. “Why do you ask?”“Uh, no real reason. Just…” I looked down, staring intently

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117Brianna PoundsReceding footsteps echoed, followed by the click of the door opening. “I'm done,” Jack said. His voice sounded like he was speaking directly to Dr. Gareth.“We'll begin the transfer now,” Gareth replied.I managed to steal a subtle breath, knowing Jack was no longer anywhere near me, likely already out the door.I couldn't risk opening my eyes just yet, so I focused on regulating my breathing. In. Out.“Thank you, Gareth,” Dad said.“No problem at all,” Gareth replied. I could practically picture the tight, thin-lipped expression he always wore. Talk about playing both sides perfectly.A solid click signaled that the door had finally shut. Opening my eyes, I stared up at the empty white ceiling and expanded my lungs, drawing in a massive breath of air before exhaling slowly. It felt incredible, like life was finally pumping back through my veins.Shortly after, the doorknob twisted. I threw myself back down onto the mattress, but a tiny peek through my eyelashes rev

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118Brianna PoundsTears were pooling in his eyes. Or maybe I was just seeing things in the dim lighting of the parking lot.“Huh?” I breathed.He sniffled slightly, his voice flat. “What are you doing here?”“Uh, nothing.” I stood up to my full height so fast my vision momentarily blurred before settling again. “Nothing. I lost a shoe, and I was just looking around for it.”His gaze drifted from my face down to my feet, which were only covered in thin, dirt-stained socks.“I mean, my glasses! Sorry,” I laughed nervously, realizing how ridiculous I sounded.“So, you lost your glasses, your shoes, and your brain too?”“Yes,” I said quickly. “No! I mean, not literally, of course, but yeah, I lost my glasses. Not my shoes or anything else. I actually left my shoes inside, and someone stole them.”They were brainless, desperate lies, but I couldn't back out now. I had to commit.“And you thought my car stole them?”I looked behind me quickly. “Oh, no, no, definitely not.” I waved my hands

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119Brianna PoundsZeus shoved me so fast and hard to the side that I lost my footing entirely, hitting the asphalt with a loud yelp escaping my lips.I scrambled to my feet so fast a vicious dizzy spell clouded my vision, but I pushed right through it. I slammed my body against the rear door of his car, my hands flying out immediately to block him from getting inside. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I shoved him back with every ounce of strength I had, but he didn't even budge.“Brianna, or whatever the hell you call yourself. Out of my way, now!”I lunged forward, tightening my grasp on the collar of his shirt. “Oh, so you suddenly remember my name now?”You literally introduced yourself to him earlier, dumbass, my subconscious quickly reminded me. I zeroed out the thought immediately. Whatever. It didn't matter right now.“I don't have time for your nonsense,” he growled. “Don't make me actually hurt you. Out of my way! Now!” He commanded, but the harsh tone only made me tighten

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120Brianna Pounds“Sorry,” slipped from my lips before I could even stop myself, my mind racing with questions.The first time I’d met Zeus, we had crossed some serious boundaries. I’d touched his body, hooked my hands all over him, and pressed my skin against his. Even though he had been fully clothed, there was no way I wouldn't have felt a scar like that.No, it definitely hadn't been there. Had it been, I swear I would have noticed it instantly, just like I did now.What could have possibly happened to this man? The last time we met was in that very same hospital, and he still looked normal. He remembered me, talked to me, and even wanted to exchange numbers.He still had his hair back then. That tender gentleness was present in his eyes, his tone, and his expression. Everything. But now, it was completely gone. I could easily have convinced myself that I was trailing the wrong person, but I knew I wasn't. He had just changed so much.What could have happened? It had only been a

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