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I huffed a noise that would’ve been a laugh if I’d had the energy I had told randmother flat-out that I didn’t want her in my life anymore, so maybe I should consider her refusal to co my wishes

But that’d be giving her way too much damn credit

“I’m sorry, Talia”

Philip rested his wrinkled hand overthe IV placed in my arm, the small tube held in place by medical tape A blanket coveredthe skin of my forearm

“It’s okay” I sed, forcing down the bile that tried to rise up ot into an accident, but what happened to me?”

I didn’t hurt, but that fact didn’t make me feel much better I knehat pain meds could do, and the way I still felt disconnected from my body made me worry Just because I couldn’t feel them, it didn’t mean the injuries weren’t there

Philip’s face slackened, his cheeks allanced down at own and the sheet “You—”

“Ah, you’re awake”

The voice froard face, and I looked over to see the saery

So I’m definitely at Roseland Medical, then

Philip glanced up too, and we both watched the doctor stride across the room

Doctor Garrett checked the h it as he aze “How do you feel, Talia? Do you knohat day it is? Do you knohere you are?”

“Roseland Medical,” I scratched out “And it’s… Tuesday? No, Wednesday”

It’d been Tuesday when I got into hway towaking up in the dark to the sound of Mason and Cole’s voices, at least one night had passed since then

“Yes Good” Doctor Garrett bobbed his head in a nod as he wrote soood measure, what year is it?”