The sharp smell of disinfectant gave way to a faint scent of cedarwood. I opened my eyes to the cold white ceiling of a hospital room.My right hand was wrapped in a warm, broad hand.Julian Reed sat in the chair beside my bed, still in his suit jacket. His tie was loose, and his eyes were bloodshot.When he saw my eyes open, he did not ask something useless like "Are you okay?"He just tucked the blanket around me, his fingertip gently brushing the gauze on the back of my hand. "You're safe now. I'm here."I looked at his exhausted, bloodshot eyes, and my nose burned.Five years.Whenever I had cramps, Derek would only tell me to sleep it off, then complain that I was being dramatic if I took a painkiller.Yet here was someone from my past, catching every piece of me that had been about to shatter in the dark.Julian studied my calm face for a moment, then reached for a tablet beside him. "I've looked into everything."He tapped an audio file. His voice was low, careful. "Fiona, this
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