The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

hospital access logs, hotel security reports, false emails, and recordings recovered from Victor’s devices.
One folder contained the letter I had mailed to Dante.
The envelope had been opened with steam and resealed.
Inside was the ultrasound photograph.
My handwriting covered two pages.
I had forgotten how hopeful I had sounded.
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