Elena woke to the sound of her own heartbeat.It was a slow, labored thud, each beat a dull ache behind her eyes, each pulse a reminder that she was still alive. The medical bay was dim, the surgical lights turned down to a soft amber glow. The air smelled of antiseptic and the faint, coppery tang of her own blood.She tried to move, and pain lanced through her right thigh, sharp and hot. She gasped, her hand flying to the bandages. They were thick, clean, wrapped tight. An IV line ran into her left arm, the bag of fluids half-empty, the drip steady and slow.She was alive.The door hissed open.Elena's head snapped toward the sound, her heart hammering against her ribs. She expected Chloe. She expected Gideon. She expected anyone but the woman who walked in.Maya.She moved silently across the polished floor, her boots making no sound. She wore a simple dark sweater, her hands resting gently over the swell of her pregnant belly. Her green eyes were calm, clear, and completely, utte
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