Home Entertainment Game Technology Advertisement Part 2: For eight years, my parents made me leave the house every time my brother brought his fiance over; Mom said, “She comes from a good family, don’t embarrass us”; Dad added, “Just disappear for the weekend”; I did; then one weekend, I never came back; it took them four years to find out where I went.

"He remembers a second young woman on the ward."

"Nina?"

"Yes."

My stomach tightened.

"Then what happened to her?"

Grant hesitated.

"That's what we're investigating."

I stared at the wall.

He continued.

"According to Byrne, there was a medication incident involving Nina. Her condition deteriorated suddenly."

I covered my mouth.

"Did she die?"

A pause.

"Yes."

The room seemed to tilt.

Nina.

The quiet girl who wanted to become a photographer.

The girl who'd warned me about an injection.

She had died in the same hospital where my parents claimed I died.

And somehow, her records had been replaced with mine.

I gripped the phone.

"Then why does her file say she was transferred?"

Grant's voice hardened.

"That's one of the questions we need answered."

***

A week later, Avery found me sitting alone in the greenhouse.

I was repotting lavender.

I'd been moving the same plant from one container to another for almost twenty minutes.