Seven Minutes

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I grew up in a private healing community, tucked away in Montana’s Bitterroot Valley. We’re one of those places that doesn’t show up on Google Maps a sanctuary where ancient healing traditions will thrive. Think Sedona meets Johns Hopkins, but with stricter privacy protocols

city. I found him collapsed on a mountain trail, a Western Diamondback bite turning his arm black. Our traditional antivenom saved his life. When

us. Weeks later, I spotted a notorious scam artist working her slip and fall” routine outside Whole Foods. Lorenzo happened to pull up in his Tesla, recognized me, and

him I loved him, corporate espionage turned violent. His rival’s hitman came at him with a knife. I took the blade meant for his throat, but the price was my sight. Lorenzo spent 36 hours in Mount Sinai’s waiting room, making deals with God and swearing

those memories taste like ashes.

mentor Dr. Sarah Bishop among them. Seeing them felt like exhaling after holding my breath for

eyes knowing. “Sure about walking away from

pregnant. What was I supposed to do? Watch them play house? I gave him every chance to

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