Chapter 112

• Nathan’s POV
• Her voice is barely more than a whisper when it finally comes. She shifts against me slightly, her hand grasping at my chest like she’s anchoring herself there. I stay still, holding her, letting the quiet stretch out between us until she’s ready.
• “There was this hospital,” she says, her breath shaky but words clear. “Everything was white. Too white. The kind that hurts your eyes and makes you feel like you’re not really there.”