LYRA

"Mrs.Douglas?" A voice called out to me making me tense as I stood in the hospital again.

Being called my Jason's surname made my skin crawl. My shoulders tensed as I looked as I turned around

"Mrs. Douglas?"

A voice called out to me, making my stomach twist. That name. Jason’s name. I hated how it still clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake off. My shoulders tightened as I turned around.

A woman stood a few feet away, her eyes sharp with recognition. She looked tired, ...