Chapter 189 The Wrong Kind of Safe

Dual POV — Zuri & Amani

ZURI — POV

The room smells wrong.

Not blood. Not smoke. Something cleaner. Too clean. Like disinfectant layered over rot.

My eyes open slowly, because my body doesn’t trust the light. The ceiling is unfamiliar — white panels, faint cracks, a flickering bulb that hums like...

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