Chapter 36 The Woman Who Forgot Her Name
- ZOE
- I wake up in a place I don’t recognize. The light is warm. The open windows let in the murmur of an ancient city. The air smells of jasmine and coffee. Light-colored walls, string music floating like slow smoke. For a moment… I could believe everything is fine. That I’m in Florence. That nothing has happened. That I have no scars.
- But my body knows.