Flashback – 4 Years Ago
Ravenshade Psychiatric Hospital
Rain slammed against the barred windows of the isolation wing. Inside, Lena sat cross-legged on the floor, barefoot, wearing the thin white uniform of the hospital. Her dark hair fell in messy waves around her pale face, and in her lap was a paper rose she’d folded with obsessive precision.
A nurse peeked in through the glass window of the door, whispering to the doctor beside her.
nurse
“She hasn’t spoken in two days.”
nurse
“She only talks when she’s fixated on someone. It’s part of her pattern.”
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