Chapter 19

• Sienna:
• The moment my feet touched the cool floor outside the infirmary, I hesitated. It felt surreal. It was almost impossible for me to process the fact that I was out of there, that I was free to roam around without anyone monitoring me the way that they did.
• For days, that sterile room had been my prison, the walls closing in with every passing second, suffocating me. But now, here I was, free to walk, though I knew that freedom was an illusion.