Serena’s POV
I opened my eyes in the sterile hospital room, finally alone. The silence was almost too much after all the visitors and commotion. My body ached for rest, but my mind refused to shut down.
God, I was exhausted. Weeks of late nights revising designs, micromanaging every detail at the studio, and now this fire. My body had finally forced me to take a break—through the worst possible means.
Sally had just left, phone in hand. "Serena, focus on recovery. I’ll be back tomorrow. Got a message from Mr.Alvin that needs handling."
With her gone, the quiet in the room became oppressive. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was that wall of flames, feel the smoke burning my lungs, clouding my vision until I couldn’t see anything at all. Then someone charging through the fire to grab me...
I found myself wishing it had been Cedric who’d saved me. The thought startled me awake. Why would I even think that? What was wrong with me?
A sudden knock at the door made me flinch.
"Come in," I called, trying to sound stronger than I felt.
A nurse poked her head in. "Mrs. Lancaster, there’s someone insisting on seeing you. Mr. Lancaster left instructions not to allow additional visitors, but she’s quite persistent."
I frowned. "Who is it?"
"She says her name is Maya, the general manager from LUXE Group. Claims she’s your friend."
Maya. The name was familiar—wasn’t she the one who’d stood me up for that meeting? The last thing I needed right now was a business discussion or fake sympathy.
"Please tell her I’m not feeling well enough for visitors," I said firmly.
The nurse nodded and closed the door. But peace didn’t last long. Within minutes, I heard raised voices outside.
"Mrs. Quinn, you cannot go in! The patient needs rest! Please leave immediately!"
"Move aside!"
The door burst open, and a woman with red-brown hair rushed in, her gray eyes scanning me frantically. When she saw me, her entire face changed, eyes instantly rimming with tears.
"What do you think you’re doing?" I snapped, irritation flaring. "I’m a patient who needs rest, not your uninvited concern!"
The nurse had followed her in, trying to coax her back out, but this Maya person completely ignored her, staring at me like she’d seen a ghost.


Something flickered in my mind—a shadow, a whisper of recognition that vanished before I could grasp it. I didn’t immediately deny her claim, which seemed to confirm her suspicion.
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