Chapter 15 - Emily Stabilizes in Intensive Care
The rhythmic beep of the cardiac monitor in ICU was steady, strong, and filled with the music of returning life.
Emily’s fever had finally broken, dropping down to a normal 98.6 degrees as her body began flushing out the toxins.
She slept peacefully under a warm blanket, her pale face regaining a hint of natural warmth for the first time in weeks.
I pulled a chair up beside her bed, resting my hand gently over her uninjured left hand while she slept.
She had lost an arm, but she had gained her life back from a monster who tried to consume her existence.
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Social services and domestic violence support advocates were already lined up to ensure she received full housing and legal assistance.
She would never have to return to that house, never have to look into Daniel’s cold eyes ever again.
