Chapter 16

ARIA

The body on the bed wasn't Elaine.

It was a man. Elderly, gray hair, unfamiliar face.

"What—"

"Aria?"

I spun around.

Elaine stood in the doorway, very much alive. Her arm was in a sling. A bandage covered her forehead. But she was standing. Breathing. Here.

"Oh thank God." I ran to her, ...

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