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Chapter 114:  Fragile Awakening

Author: TEEZA PEE
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(POV: Ned)

The harsh, fluorescent reality of the ICU didn’t change when the sun came up, but the world outside certainly did.

By 7:30 AM, my phone was vibrating so hard against the linoleum floor where I’d dropped it that it sounded like a dying insect. It was the frantic, high-pitched frequency of a market in panic. Wall Street was digesting the news of the Jones Ledger freeze, the imminent restructuring of Jones & Associates, and the sudden, unexplained disappearance of Nora Jones.

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