SILAS POV
We’re going to’ play 2 songs this time *cold-Alfie Castley* and then *two face (dark version) - Jake Daniels*
I came back to myself like something slammed shut inside my chest.
Air tore into my lungs, too cold, too sharp, and my eyes snapped open on a white ceiling washed in fluorescent light that made my head throb instantly. The sound came next, a steady, maddening beep drilling into my skull, mechanical and uncaring. A monitor. A hospital. The smell confirmed it before my brain could fully catch up—disinfectant, plastic, metal, that sterile nothing that never belongs anywhere near a real life.
I was in a hospital bed.
Alone.
Memory didn’t trickle in gently. It crashed. The kitchen. The stupid soup simmering on the stove. Helena smiling at me like the world finally made s
