Lena’s POV
I stared at the door. Waiting. Like someone might come and save me.
My head spun. I couldn’t sit upright without the walls tilting.
I lay back down on the cold floor. But I still didn’t feel any better.
Maybe this was it. Maybe this was how I went.
I closed my eyes as everything turned black.
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“She’s stable now. But she needs rest. Constant medication.”
The voice was strange. Male. Distant.
I tried to open my eyes, but my lids were too heavy. When I finally did, bright light shot into them.
Shit. Where was I?
This wasn’t the chamber. This room is way bigger.
I blinked through the haze. Ricardo stood by the door. Maria too. And a man with a stethoscope. A doctor.
He handed Maria a paper. “These are the medicines I’ve prescribed. Make sure she takes them.
