Chapter 211

Sienna

When I came to, the world felt wrong. Too bright, too clean. The air smelled of antiseptic and something faintly metallic. My body was a map of pain—dull, deep aches radiating from places I couldn’t quite locate. It was like waking up after being hit by a truck, or maybe a memory I wasn’t ready to face yet.

My eyelids fluttered open. The ceiling above me was white, humming softly with flu