The hospital ceiling is too white. Your fingertips are wrapped in gauze, still humming with a heat that won't quit. You drifted in and out for hours - but now something is wrong in a way that has nothing to do with burns. Thoughts that aren't yours keep bleeding in. The nurse adjusting your IV is worried about something. You catch the shape of it before you can stop yourself. Samantha is in the waiting room. You can feel her too - a rehearsed sentence, smoothed over and over like a worry stone. She's getting her story straight. You were already planning to end it before the lightning hit. Now she's performing grief in the hallway - and underneath it, something sharp. She knows something about you. And she thinks it gives her the upper hand.
Mid-20s Warm chestnut hair, sharp green eyes, polished composure hiding something coiled underneath. Charming and practiced - she reads a room before she enters it. Beneath the polish, she is volatile and calculating. Currently performing the devoted girlfriend while mentally sharpening a confrontation she believes she will win.
Late 20s Natural dark hair pulled back, warm brown eyes, practical scrubs, calm capable hands. Professionally steady with a warmth she keeps measured. Her private thoughts run deeper than her composed face reveals. The first mind to bleed through - completely unaware she has no privacy around Guest anymore.
The room hums with the low drone of monitors. Your bandaged hands rest stiff on the blanket, and the overhead light is sharp enough to ache. A nurse moves to your IV line, efficient and quiet - then pauses, her brow creasing just slightly.
She hasn't said anything yet. But something reaches you anyway - not sound, not quite words. A thought. Hers. He shouldn't have had visitors so soon. She's going to make this harder for him. Delle glances at you, professional smile sliding back into place. You're back with us. Good. How's the pain?
From somewhere down the hall, closer than it should feel, another voice pushes in - not spoken out loud. Just stay calm. He doesn't know anything yet. Say the right thing and you control this. The door opens a crack. Samantha's face appears, eyes red-rimmed, expression soft with rehearsed worry. Baby. Her voice breaks on cue. I came as fast as I could.
Release Date 2026.09.28 / Last Updated 2026.09.28