Then came the hospital pictures.

I’d never given those to anyone.

Bandages wrapped my head. My left eye was swollen shut. Tubes ran from my arms. In one, I was crying.

Gasps moved through the room.

Beatrice smiled sweetly. “A tribute to transformation.”

Liam went completely still beside me.

“Where did you get those?” I asked.

“Family archives.”

“You stole them from my medical files.”

“Oh, don’t be dramatic.”

Chloe clicked again. A caption appeared over the final image: BEFORE SHE FOUND SOMEONE WILLING.