Winnie had no idea what was happening to her.

Her body was completely immobile, and she lay there, questioning everything. Wasn't she already dead? How could her eyes still open?

She vaguely remembered someone pulling her out just before the explosion.

"You're awake?" A deep, familiar voice broke the silence.

Winnie's eyes widened in shock as the man's face came into focus. It was him!

The masked man.

Her eyes burned with anger, glaring at him as if she wanted to tear him apart.

Unfazed, the man smirked and said, "Don't look at me like that. I saved you. If it weren't for me, you'd already be dead. Show some respect to your savior." Winnie couldn't speak, so her furious glare only intensified.

The man nonchalantly patted her shoulder. "Focus on recovering. I still have plans for you."

Her pupils trembled. What did he mean by that? What was this man planning?

*

of town, Jamie was still feverish and delirious, murmuring

visibly anxious, called for

sick, take her to the

is she? She's had this fever

worry was evident. The normally stoic and composed Ben was now tense, his concern written

had wanted to take Jamie to the hospital, but she had refused, leaving him no choice but to

couldn't bear to see Jamie so weak and frail. It

"Her fever is triggered by emotional distress. From

expression darkened. He thought back to Jamie's behavior at Winnie's

"That makes sense," Caleb

left her emotionally shaken, to the point where it's

Ben asked, his voice

time. Right now, you need to

immediately thought of Charlie who could lift Jamie's

cheeks were flushed from the fever, and then

in a low voice, "How are

track. We'll soon schedule the heart transplant. But with Jamie in her current state..." "She'll get better," Ben interrupted

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