Chapter 132 Infested

• Ava
• I awoke to the sensation of the bright sun filtering in through the window and a distinct ache in my head. For a moment I just laid there, squinting my eyes against the brightness—and then the events of the night before hit me like a freight train.
• The ball. The bachelorettes. Chris’s proposal. Elise’s threat. Degas’s collapse. The frantic rush to the clinic. Staying by his bedside as the Elder laid there, unconscious and hooked up to a thousand different machines…