She knew it was Lester, but in her dreams, his face was always a blur.

Eventually, she just gave up, opened her eyes, and stared blankly at the stark white ceiling above her.

She had no idea how much time had passed before Chris came in, quietly pushing open the door.

"You're awake? Still feeling sick anywhere?"

"I'm okay." Sylvia propped herself up, shaking her head.

Chris pressed his lips together, looking worried. “Do you remember what happened?"

Sylvia lowered her gaze, replying with dry honesty, "You mean do I remember how

I thought I was so clever, but still got played and ended up jumping off that pier? Yeah. I remember every bit."

Chris's expression froze. He started to explain, "No, actually, he—"

But Sylvia cut him off. "Dr. Chris, do you remember what I told you at the bar that night? Let me say it again: I'd rather go down with the ship than let him show up as my knight in shining armor after the fact."

have no

The door slammed open, hard, stopping

crowd stormed in without so

none other


Garcia family elders, stony-faced and stiff, and Kay— who looked

the professional, stepped forward politely, trying to shield Sylvia. "Tristan, Ms.

even reply. He just gave Kay a

with backup, Kay shoved past Chris and strode to Sylvia's bedside, casting her a

you really think hiding your mom away would just fix

I honestly have no idea

a room full of hostile eyes, she calmly brushed

"You really

huh? Tristan already knows your mom's been shacking

wow long

you could keep this

from her purse and

fluttered to the floor, revealing shots of Naomi in bed with a much younger man-clear as day for all to


the core, immediately hardened their expressions.

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