The ward door slammed open, and Jenny stumbled in, her once-careful makeup now a smudged mess. She looked like she hadn't slept a wink, hair wild, suit crumpled beyond repair, and her eyes red-rimmed with exhaustion.
But the moment she spotted me lying helplessly in the bed, regret didn't register. Instead, a fierce anger burned in her glare. "So, Scarlett, is this what you wanted?"
She stormed forward, voice sharp as she continued, "The company's on hold. The public's up in arms. The investors want answers. Everyone's pointing fingers at me. And you? You're just lying here, playing the victim."
Mary burst into the room behind her. "How dare you show your face here?"
Jenny shoved her away without looking, eyes fixed coldly on me. "You said your sleep would save the company? Then sleep!
