Chapter 580

Over the phone, Clara noticed nothing amiss. Her thoughts were fixed entirely on Sylvia's condition.

"Lydia, I wanted to ask you something. Can we get the antidote today? I just tried calling Garrett, but his line was busy."

Over the years, Lydia had imagined countless versions of the moment she would find Bea again. She pictured herself laughing uncontrollably, or breaking down in tears. Yet now,