Reborn as Elena Scarlet
When she finally wrapped up the lesson, everyone stood to leave, but I stayed seated, lost in thought again.
I kept thinking about Elena—still trapped in my body. The doctor had told us two days ago that her hand movement was likely just a reflex, something that happened in comas. A sign of life, but not responsiveness.
“Even your handwriting has changed?” Bella exclaimed, standing beside me, staring at the notes on my tablet. Just then, Lucy passed by, maybe heard what Bella said and paused, stared our way for a second, then disappeared into the hallway.
“El?” Bella called, clearly startled.
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