Ten Years A Prisoner, Now Free

low hum of me

s Emily's private lab, the place where she created h

e runway was severe. We pushed her too far." It wa

nnoyed. "The press is calling it a miracle. 'Comatose Siste

e of fabric as sh

Emily continued. "He almost

," Dr. Evans said. "W

"And it's making us all very, ver

He always wore the same scent, a sandalwood fr

asked, his voice

ing instantly into a sweet purr. "Just re

wasn't just 'excitement.' It

s, I'm in pain! You ar

t's for the greater good. My work... it's going to change t

d, a hint of his old self, the man

don't forget, you're the one who signs the

he machines filled th

voice barely a whisper. "When I look at her..

inal. "The Sarah you knew is gone. This is just a body. A

oser to her. The so

mured against her lips

urned with a

ropped up on the bed, my head tilted to t

d that grated on my nerves. They kissed again, deeper this time, right in fr

f dominance, a declara

e in her neck. "I

u too," sh

I could see Emily's face over his shoulder. She was looking right at me. A triumphant,

they pull

new dermal filler. It uses synthesized stem cells. It could permanently erase wrinkles. But th

need to s

is face. A flicker of doubt. "Emily... her fac

skin perfect. Flawless. Think of it, David. We can market it

nt, a single, agonizing moment, I thought he would say no. I saw the ghost of

man was l

g, slow breath,

he said.