CHAPTER 25: Between Hope and Silence
Rebecca's POV
I arrived at Metro General with my coat still half on and my heart beating too fast. The rush from Lincoln Center left me breathless.
Every conversation I had with Elodie over the past few days played back in my head.
The way her focus had slipped during rehearsal and the quiet exhaustion in her eyes when she thought no one was watching.
The waiting area smelled of strong disinfectant. Plastic chairs lined the walls and a television in the corner played muted news.
A woman sat alone near the window, shoulders slumped and eyes red from a sleepless night. I assumed she was family and walked over carefully.
“Excuse me. Are you here for Elodie Moreau?”
She looked up slowly. “Yes.”
“I’m Rebecca Gallagher. I work with her at Lincoln C
