Rose stayed beside Sophia until evening. The room was quiet, the machines steady, and the lights dim. For a short moment she allowed herself to feel calm. But that peace didn’t last long.
Her phone vibrated.
She checked the screen.
Cara.
Rose frowned. Cara rarely called. Especially not at night.
She answered. “Cara? What’s wrong?”
Cara’s voice came out shaky. “Rose… I know where James is.”
Rose’s heart stopped for a second. She sat up straight, gripping the phone tightly. “What? How?”
“I can’t explain everything over the phone,” Cara said quickly. “But I know where he is. And… I can help you.”
Rose stood up and stepped out of Sophia’s ward. “Cara… are you sure?”
“Yes. I heard things—what he did. I didn’t believe it at first, but now I do. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt.”
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