Nobody spoke.
The video call had ended, but Adam's words remained hanging in the air like a storm cloud that refused to move.
Evelyn Voss wasn't a patient.
She was born inside Blackwood.
And now—
He's going to open the last chamber.
The lobby felt colder than before.
Rain hammered the shattered entrance while police lights flashed outside, painting the marble floor in blue and red.
Elara stood motionless.
Her mind refused to process everything she had heard.
Her mother.
The woman she had spent her entire life missing.
The woman whose death had shaped her childhood.
The woman she believed she knew.
Now felt like a stranger.
Born inside Blackwood.
Not admitted.
Not treated.
Born there.
Nothing made sense anymore.
Caleb stepped closer.
"Elara."
His voice was calm.
Gentl
