Chapter 407

• The hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of monitors and the faint rustle of nurses in the hallway. Persis held Bianca gently in her arms, the little girl still alert but clearly exhausted from the ordeal.
• A doctor, clipboard in hand, approached with a professional yet reassuring smile.
• “Ms. Damon,” he began, glancing at Persis, “we’ve done a full check. There are no injuries beyond a few minor bruises and scrapes where she was tied. She’s perfectly fine.”