Savannah
My feet felt heavy, like they were sinking into the hospital floor. Fear was a cold fog in my head, but I put on a brave face. I only managed a few steps down the corridor before Ethan’s voice wrapped around me again.
“Do you even like yourself, Savannah?”
My fingers dug into the soft blanket I clutched to my chest.
“You should accept help before it’s too late.”
I spun around. “I would never—” My voice cracked. The words tumbled out before I could snatch them back. “Even if I needed help, I wouldn’t take it from you.”
Ethan threw his head back and laughed. The sound, loud and mocking, bounced off the sterile walls, making my skin crawl.
Shit. Why did I say that? So stupid. Now he knows I’m not Sasha.
He clapped his hands together, a predatory gleam in his eyes. Then, his f
