LEILA
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He left just immediately after those words tumbled from his lips, I practically leaped off the bed, the sheets tangling around my bare legs for a disoriented moment.
I had to push the insistent thought of Tracy out of my head, shove it down into some dark corner of my mind because dwelling on that was going to mess with my brain.
Seeing my mother… that single thought that had become a lifeline, something in the suffocating darkness of my current reality as it had to be the perfect opportunity, a chance to see with my own eyes that she’s still breathing.
Or maybe still fighting.
I didn’t care what twisted games Damien was playing or what condition he might impose later. She had to be alive.
That was the only thing that truly mattered.
I scrambled to get dressed, my f
