Chapter 95 When Love Hurts

I step into the lab, my heart pounding in my chest as I take in the familiar surroundings. The sleek metal table, the whirring machines, the soft glow of the computer screens—it all feels like a lifetime ago, like an entirely different world. As my gaze lands on Ben and Pablo, hunched over their workstations, the reality of the situation comes crashing back. These men, my supposed colleagues, are not my friends. Their gazes flicker to me, a tense silence hanging heavy in the air as I make eye contact with them.