Anna’s legs nearly gave out. A cold terror crept up from her heels to her heart, tightening her breath.

They were talking about her. About her “accident.” About her husband.

About the fact that he wanted her not to get up again after the fall.

Anna clung to the doorframe, afraid to make even the slightest sound. Her heart pounded so loudly that she was sure they would hear it.

Only one thought cut through the fog of fear: she had to leave this hospital immediately. And disappear. Before her husband realized she knew everything.