The man in charge strode up and handed her an arrest warrant.
“Ms. Lee, after investigation, you are suspected of orchestrating illegal medical experiments. Please come with us to answer some questions.”
Charlotte thought she knew what they meant by “illegal medical experiments”—surely, they were talking about that desperate night she’d risked everything to save Noah.
But it wasn’t until she was sitting in that icy-cold interrogation room, when a stack of crisp, printed witness statements was pushed across the table to her, that she realized the truth.
Her eyes fell on the last signature: Herbert.
Every drop of blood in her body seemed to freeze solid. Each breath felt as though she were swallowing shards of glass—sharp, painful, impossible to ignore.
So Herbert had been the one to report their lab’s work on the chip—the experiment they’d poured a decade of their lives into, the one that never had the government’s blessing, but had always been their shared dream.
Now, as “Lottie,” she was about to go to prison.
Under Heston’s current laws, a charge like hers meant at least three years behind bars.
Her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
Suddenly, memories crashed over her like a tidal wave—the choking darkness, the inferno from fourteen years ago, the way despair had smothered every last hope. Back then, she’d already given up on living, but it was Herbert’s tearful voice that had dragged her back.
“Charlotte, hold on! I’m coming for you, just hang on—”
“Charlotte, didn’t you say you’d figure out a way to cure every illness someday? We’ll make it, I know we will. Don’t give up! We’ll do this together!”
His hands had bled as he dug through the rubble above her, never once stopping, never once letting her go.
Those memories now stabbed at her heart like a thousand needles.
Charlotte slumped in the metal chair, staring at the floor. She didn’t feel hatred, not really—not for anyone. Instead, a quiet, aching confusion settled over her.
Her birth parents had abandoned her; her adoptive parents had sold her off to a freak show overseas. The love of her life, Darren, had trampled her heart without mercy, and even Noah had grown cold and distant. She’d accepted all of it.
But why Herbert? The one person she thought she could still trust—why him?
Had she done something so wrong?
Or were some people simply born undeserving of kindness, destined to be tossed from place to place, betrayed at every turn?
The question wrapped itself around her, squeezing until she could barely breathe.


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