Chapter 52: Joanna's POV

When I opened my eyes, the ceiling was white.

An IV needle sat lodged in the back of my right hand, the fluid bag swaying gently on the bedside rack.

Emma was asleep in the folding chair beside the bed, elbows propped on her knees, chin resting in her palms.

On the floor, Theo crouched with hi...

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