Chapter Twenty-Four

Savannah

I wake up already shaking.

Not from cold or pain but from something so much deeper that hasn’t let go yet. It clings to me the way that panic does when your body doesn’t believe the danger has passed, even when your mind tries to say that it has.

The ceiling swims into focus slowly. Pale tiles with harsh light filtering through half-open blinds. A faint mechanical hum fills the room, mach