At Lifeline Hospital,
Aveline opened her eyes to a ceiling straight out of her worst nightmare. The very ceiling she had stared at for months before dying.
Did she travel ahead in time?
Panic struck like a thunderbolt. She had fainted in Ashford Holdings.
Had Damien brought her to Elias Hawthorne?
Her body shook, fear clouding her logic, forgetting she wasn't the same old Aveline. She jerked up, heart pounding, breath hitched. No one was in the room. She grabbed her phone from the side table and dialed the only number that made sense.
It rang three times before it was answered.
She didn't wait. "Get me out of here." Desperation was evident in her voice.
[Sunshine!!]
"Get me out of here, now." Aveline yammered.
Alaric's voice hardened, [Quiet.]
Aveline immediately held her breath.
Then his tone softened, [Breathe… Slow. You have got this.]
