Chapter Forty-Seven
Ana
I sat quietly on the fabric couch in the center of my small living room, watching Lily pace back and forth across the floorboards.
She was walking around in absolute anger, her fists clenching tight. She was so visibly upset by the hospital incident that I could feel her frustration radiating through the space, as if she were going to completely explode at any given moment.
I knew deep down that she had every right to be stressed.
If Lily had not been smart enough to quickly call the clinic doctor, beg him to hide my real medical charts, and replace me with another patient named Ana on that hospital bed, Desmond would have successfully found my location today.
"Lily," I said softly, looking up from the cushions to catch her eye. "Why exactly are you feel
