Flight from the Ward

Sylvie POV

The bleak, sterile walls of the examination room felt like a cage closing in on me. I sat on the edge of the narrow hospital bed, my fingers twisting the crinkly paper beneath my thighs. I was furious. Maddox had forced me here, imposing his will over my desperate pleas, and now I was trapped in a nightmare. Panic gnawed at the edges of my mind. What if the front desk called my father?