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Doesn’t freeze despite everything happening around us.

She just gathers the little girl against her chest and whispers softly in Romanian:

“You’re safe now.”

The child bursts into tears instantly.

The doctor watches the interaction with cold fascination.

Like she’s studying behavior.

Not human beings.

Psychopath.

Complete psychopath.

Then the woman’s eyes suddenly shift toward Hannah again.

And her expression changes.

Concern.

Actual concern.

My entire body tightens.

“What?”

The doctor smiles faintly despite the blood on her mouth.

“She remembers faster than expected.”

Ice slides down my spine.

Gabriel hears it too.

“What does that mean?”

The doctor studies Hannah carefully.

“The deeper memories were never supposed to return all at once.”

Hannah looks up sharply.

“What deeper memories?”

The doctor doesn’t answer immediately.

And that hesitation?

Terrifying.

Because for the first time since we met her—

she looks uncertain.

Then she says quietly: