Chapter 49 Twisted Beyond Her Control

• Nyssa sat on the cold wooden chair, her eyes fixed on the snow-covered landscape before her. The air was frigid, but the cold no longer bothered her. She remembered all too well the last time she had felt the biting chill—when her brother, Max, had hit her with his car and left her to die in this very snow. Her body had been broken, freezing as life slowly drained from her. But that was the past, a version of herself that no longer existed. Now, she was here again, sitting calmly as if waiting for something, or someone.
• She closed her eyes, letting the memories wash over her, unsure if she was truly alive or merely stuck in time. The silence was broken by hurried footsteps crunching in the snow. Startled, Nyssa opened her eyes and scanned the area. At first, she thought it might be her brother returning, but when the figure appeared, her heart skipped a beat.
• It was **Alex**.