Amelia POV

The days after the chaos blurred into a strange, fragile calm, like the quiet after a storm that hadn’t truly passed. I was still in the hospital, but no longer trapped between life and death. My body felt weaker than before, yet stronger too, as if survival itself had hardened something inside me. The doctors said I could be discharged today. Their words should have felt like freedom, but instead, they filled me with a restless unease I couldn’t name.

Ethan sat beside my ...